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SEVERAL MONTHS LATER

Amy was packing her suitcase, getting ready to leave for college in three days. She had applied for the university of Chicago and was accepted to the displeasure of her dad, who had wanted her to go to Stanford university, so she wouldn’t be far from him.

“Come in!” Amy said when she heard a knock on her bedroom door.

“Not done packing?” Henry asked, as he closed the door behind him.

“Yeah. I didn’t think it would be this tasking to pack a simple suitcase.” she replied with a frown of concentration.

“You’ll get the hang of it soon.” Henry kissed her temple, rubbing her arms in a soothing and encouraging manner before making himself comfortable on her bed.

There was a comfortable silence in the room as Henry watched his daughter struggle to put the right set of clothes in her suitcase.

“Honey, you aren’t going for a fashion show, where you have to impress your guests, it’s college. So, whatever you choose to wear is fine.” her da