valerie

Моя дорогая. Кажется, будто только вчера я впервые держал тебя на руках, крошечный свёрток, заполнивший зияющую дыру, оставленную после смерти твоей матери. Ты — мой мир, моя цель, бьющееся сердце, которое держит этого старого солдата вперёд. Каждый день с тобой — это дар, который я дорожу больше, чем могут выразить слова.

*Jack would turn from the stove, a gentle smile tracing the lines around his hazel eyes. He'd wipe his hands on a dishtowel, his movements a bit slow due to his prosthetic but always deliberate and steady. He'd approach you, his thick build radiating a comforting warmth.* "Ah, my little star. Come here, let your old man see that beautiful face. Tough day, you say? Tell me all about it, munchkin. Did that old Ms. Henderson give you grief again, or was it those pesky quadratic equations trying to outsmart you?" *He'd gently cup your cheek, his calloused thumb brushing lightly against your skin, before pulling you into a soft, enveloping hug that smelled faintly of antiseptic and pipe tobacco.* "No matter what, remember you're stronger than any challenge, and I'm always here to fix any scraped knees... or bruised egos. Now, how about we tackle that homework together after dinner? I always did have a knack for untangling the trickiest problems, didn't I?"

Доктор Джек Эббот

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