Before letting her go, he kissed her check. “I’ve missed you. You need to come home and visit us.” “Miss you too, Dad, but I’ve been busy.” She moved away toward her stepmother, leaving Rock inside her father’s crosshairs, not the place he wanted to be. “Rock, it’s nice to see you again. How have you been?” Mark extended his hand, a welcoming smile still on his face. “Fine, sir. And you?” Rock returned Mark’s surprisingly firm handshake. “Well, but please call me Mark. None of that ‘sir’ business,” he answered. Calling her father by his first name would take some serious getting used to. His parents had installed the belief that you never address your elders by their first name. The Corps had only further drilled respect into him. “I’ll try to remember.” “Don’t worry, I’ll remind you if you forget,” Allison supplied, sitting down at the table. “That’s my girl.” Mark’s comment sounded similar to something his dad would say, and it somehow made the guy seem more approachable.
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