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She leaped. He caught her. I had the whole thing planned. Silver dress. Crown of sparklers. A perfect three-minute beach finale timed to the fireworks. I did not plan for a mountain of a man to walk directly into my rehearsal and catch me mid-air. Or for him to immediately go tell my brother. I don't need a daddy. I've said it a hundred times to anyone who will listen. I'm a free spirit. I roam like the buffalo. The Little's Club motto exists for a reason. But then he sat down on the cold garage floor next to me when I crumbled. He didn't try to fix it. He just... sat there. And something in my very stubborn chest went completely quiet. Think she still doesn't need a daddy? Start A Little Sparkle today.