Arthur sighed, his hand upon the door knob.
“Yes, Ginny?” he asked, quietly, trying to keep a hold on his diminishing patience.
Ginny giggled. “Daddy, come here.”
Arthur sighed and turned to look at her. She looked up at him, all innocent eyes and wide smile. Wearily, Arthur walked back to her bedside and crouched beside her.
“What is it, Ginny?”
“I have a secret for you, Daddy!”
She pulled his face close to hers. Arthur, waiting for the ‘secret’, was surprised when a light fluttering of eyelashes brushed against his cheek.
“I love you, Daddy,” she whispered. “Goodnight.”