Who: Richard and Rissy Anderson What: Father daughter time When: Starts out early mornings with Richard, fast forwards to Afternoon with both Where: The house Rating: Low? Status: Incomplete; Closed
Richard had woken up early this morning to get to the country club an hour or so before normal. He'd taken a shower, gotten dressed in his suit for the day then went down to his office to gather the papers he'd brought home to work on the night before. Surprisingly owning your own business didn't stop when the doors closed for the evening.
As he searched around his desk for a certain document his eyes landed on the picture of his daughters when they were younger, a small smile coming to his face at the memory of the day spent at the water park. It was then that he got the feeling he should just work from home, something about staring at the picture told him he'd be needed here a lot more than at the country club. With that he loosened his tie and sat down in his chair, digging through the pile of papers he'd just grabbed to start going over the monthly budget. Hey, he might be in his office, the doors closed to show that he was working, but he'd be there all day unless called in, meaning any of his daughters could find him if they needed him.