In a perfect world, Dawn would have taken the opportunity to catch up with her own father, but they'd had no common ground to stand on for years.
There was only one person in the world that understood her like a father. As he opened the door and invited her in, Dawn hugged him and handed him her gift; a bottle of rather exceptional single malt Scotch.
"Happy Father's Day, Giles."
open_on_sunday — challenge #117: fathers
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