Rose smiled a little to him before looking out the window. "I thought it was weird that he wasn't in any of my dreams. I've seen Mum, and Mickey, but never Dad." She shook her head. 'Mum'. She was going to think that was weird.
"Dad's always got a project going on," she said with a small smile. "You know, he went to everyone of my plays when I was in school. Even the awful singing vegetable ones." She laughed, shaking her head. They'd been so awful.