CHAPTER 4: STRAWBERRY BREAD

SHANE

I could not believe what I saw in the game. He was a slight version of me when I was younger. Or let me say when I was that age.

Well, some say all of us have a look alike it may be relatives or a faraway descendants that we do not know. We did not stay long in the gym and it was enough for me to witness on how the kids of their age played. That kid number 9 will going to be famous someday if he will choose that path. What a proud parent do he have!

I parked my car in front of the bakeshop near the school, the newly opened stores nearby. I once tasted their bread even their coffee they all excellent for my taste. That is why I keep coming back here.

I ordered one Chocolate Frappe and one Hot Coffee Latte in coffee shop. It took me a while before it was my turned. I left my daughter in the corner table near the cashier of the bakeshop.

It was not crowded there to sit for her. Most of the customers were just more on buy breads and go. Unlike in the coffee shop usually they stay longer.

I got our orders and went back to the bakeshop where my little princess is waiting. I saw her eating some bread and the other one was on the table.

"Hey, baby, where did you get that?" I asked in concern. I placed the drinks in my hands on the table.

"Miss Jane gave this to me daddy and she is so nice. She is pretty too." She exclaimed. "She even told me not to go out with strangers and wait for you."

"Really, that is so nice of her. That is definitely true little princess never go with strangers even she / he gives you something like that." I pointed it to her.

"Well, she is not a stranger anymore, daddy. I think she is the owner of this bakeshop because she told me to give me strawberry bread every Wednesdays and Fridays." She explained. "Try it Daddy, it is so delicious. This bread cannot be for sale she said."

He handed me the bread and I opened to taste it. I am not fond of bread like this but my daughter words were true. It is really delicious and the texture is not too sweet good for my daughter.

"Daddy, I will always come here with you okay. Please, please." She pleaded with pity eyes in front of me. I laughed watching her. My little princess always makes my heart soft.

"Okay, okay, I surrender. We will go here or if you are not with me, I get it for you, promise." I said with doing cross my heart thing for a girl of her age. I laughed again as I recalled what she taught me that time.

I did not expect that through the years this was what I learned once you became a parent or a father. You will do everything for your kids. Now, I know what it feels like when my father was when it comes to Shayla.

His heart will soften and always gave her more than she asked for than me because in the eyes of the father, daughter is his princess just like I do to my daughter.

I watched my daughter ate my half share of strawberry bread. I just ate the half because I can see she loves to have more.

I wiped her mouth with the chocolate frappe then I stood up to buy bread for the house. They are delicious especially their breads I can choose any variants.

They sell healthy and organic bread and all kinds and types of breads, cakes, donuts and cookies.

As for my parents even for my daughter too. I have to choose some unsweetened breads. My parents were not getting any younger and I want them to watch their foods intake.

I have been a health conscious because I have a daughter to look after. Adding my parents too since we were living in the same roof.

It does not matter to me if we were still in the family house. My parents insisted to be with them. Our house is big for just the two of them.

I do not mind at all. My parent were the best and coolest parents in the world. They could blend with ever generations they pass by.

Besides, it is better to look after my daughter than with babysitter. It makes me more comfortable and at ease.

I am not against them but my daughter is my life. I am not paranoid or something. I just want her to be safe. I guess, I am.

I sighed, thinking how time flies so fast. If only I can find someone deserving to be my wife. Deserving to be Shanice's mother. If only I could fall in love again.

We reached our home. Shanice rushed up to her bedroom. I left downstairs to put the breads in the kitchen.

My parents told me they will be dine out tonight. So, I guess, I do not need to cook for dinner. Shanice won't eat anymore.

I placed the breads in the bread tray. I went upstairs to check on Shanice. I knocked the door twice. Even she is still young I trained her to know what some privacy means.

"Hello, princess." I smiled as I see her already took a bath. "Wow, that was fast. You already fresh from the bathroom."

"Yes, dad and you are stink." She giggled, covering her nose.

"You are bad. I am not." I pouted.

"I am just kidding, dad. I love you." She hugged. I grabbed the blower to dry her long hair.

"I know, that's why I love you too, my princess." I kissed her head. "Now, it is time for bed. It is getting late okay."

"Okay, dad, good night." She said as I tucked her in.

"I love you, sweet dreams." I said again.