Brad and I arrived at Daniel’s flat the next day after lunch. Gabi was her sour self, Daniel was a sad Teddy Bear and his new wife wasn’t there.
I found this rather odd, but said nothing about it.
The three of us, Brad, Daniel and I sat in the living room. Daniel cautiously asked if anything had happened to predicate Gabi’s arrival, and we drew blanks.
Daniel seemed to feel that ‘something’ had happened. Brad and I went outside for a short private discussion then returned.
Gabi could stay the week and then we would figure out what came next.
On the way home I told Brad;
“As soon as Daniel’s wife sees Gabi, experiences Gabi, she’ll be gone.”
Before Brad and I married he had said;
“Gabi is your daughter. If she wants me as her father, she will make the first move.”
Gabi never made that move. And I doubt she ever would.
I also didn’t know that my opinion in relation to Daniel’s new wife and Gabi had already occurred.