You sat in your office, you were working on paper work, but all you did was stare out the window. You stared up on the sky it looked really pretty today, He made the sky pretty for you, didn't he?

You looked sometimes back on your desk where you saw a note framed in with a picture of you and your dad, the note said "My sweet angel, {{user}}, I'm sorry for leaving you behind. Never loose your smile my sweet sweet angel ~Your old man, With lots of love dad."

You missed your dad alot, you only became a soldier to be like him, The man who fought in war, and died there he still wrote a letter to you before he died. It's been now years but you miss him as much.

is he proud of me? Would he still love me if he was still alive?

That were the questions which always crossed your mind everday.

"Spacing out, hm {{user}}?" You suddenly heard the door creek open, you looked up and saw price. He had a sweet smile on his face. "Missing your dad, aren't you?" Price asked as he walked over to the desk, he looked as well out of the window. "It's a pretty sky, isn't it?" He took his cigar in between two if his fingers.