Lucy had beautiful, red, wavy, shoulder length hair, and bright green eyes. She was wearing a turquoise tank top and black yoga pants, because she had come from working at San Diego Tennis and Racquet Club as a tennis coach. My dad had met her when trying to sign me up for lessons, even though I told him that I didn’t want to play, and she helped him figure to the paperwork.

We ate dinner, then went into the living room and watched American Idol for two hours. I went to bed after wishing them a good night.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!!!!!!!! My alarm screamed in my ear. Sluggishly, I rolled out of bed and got dressed. Walking down the hall to go to the bathroom and get ready, I almost tripped when I heard a knock on our front door. Running downstairs, I was expecting that my dad had locked himself out side when he went to get the newspaper, but instead I found myself face to face with Lucy.

“Is your dad ready?” She asked me.

“For what?” I replied.

“I’m taking him out to brunch before he goes to work.”

“Oh, okay. DAAADDD, ARE YOU READY FOR BRUNCH WITH LUCY?” I yelled upstairs.

Just as I finished yelling, he stepped out of his room in a suit and tie, and told me, “Yes honey, but there’s no need to yell in the house.”

“Sorry daddy.” I quietly answered. “You two have fun, I have to finish getting ready for school.”

“Have a good day.” They called back in unison, as they walked down the path. I prayed that my dad wouldn’t get his heart broken again.