3"Hi. I brought you flowers. I thought they'd make this place look a little better. Pretty maybe." The girl said, sitting down on the green grass, as she reached and layed the flowers by the headstone.
"I want you to know I forgive you." She said, her voice crackling with emotion, as uncried tears glistened in her eyes.
"I know I said I never wanted to see you again, but I had to come. When I found out you were-" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then continued, "When I found out about what had happened, I had to come. You may have never been around, you may not have called, or sent presents or told me you loved me, but you were still my father."
She picked at a few sprigs of grass, before continuing. "I always used to lay in my bed at night, long after everyone else was asleep, and just cry. I'd tourcher myself, wondering why you never stayed. Why didn't you?"
The girl paused for a moment, lost in thought, in memories. "I never really blamed myself though. I knew if you really wanted to be a father, you would be there. But you didn't. A child was to much responcibility for you. You were still a kid yourself."
She reached around her neck and unclasped a necklace. It was a daintly silver cross, with a singled diamond stud in the center. "You gave this to my mother before I was born. She gave it to me before she died. I didn't understand why at the time, but now I do. She knew I would one day want a part of you in my life, and now I do."
The girl wiped some tears from her face, and looked up as the groundskeeper warned her there was only a few more minutes until the graveyard was closed. "I'm going to be married this Thursday. I thought you'd like to know. I'll be wearing this necklace when I walk down the aisle, so then at least I'll have a part of you with me then."
She stood up, and began to brush the dirt and grass from her clothing. "Thank you daddy, I understand why you did what you did. I love you." With that, she walked out of the grave yard, a since of new found peace with her.