Food, Westerns and Snuggles (Locked to Texas)

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[Roslyn pushed her pillows back up against the wall, flopping onto the bed to make sure the television she had borrowed was easily seen from the bed. Its position on her desk was nearly perfect, so she rolled off the bed and moved the already-packed picnic lunch to the other corner of her room. The breakfast casserole had come out of the oven just

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[Texas had made sure he came in from outside, cleaned up, and was outside his daughter's door just in time. He could only imagine it had something to do with Father's Day, knowing her. Since it was a special occasion, he had taken the time to clean and polish the ring she had given him last year.

He checked his pocket watch. 9:30, on the dot. He went to knock on Roslyn's door.]

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[Roslyn sprung out of the beanbag chair, pulled open her door and gave Texas a tight hug before she let him inside.]

Hi, Daddy! Happy Father's Day!

[She gestured for him to take a seat on the bed.]

I know it's kinda late, but I have some breakfast if ya want it...

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Thanks, Baby-girl.

[Texas returned the hug as best he could, and then followed her in. He laughed, plopping down onto the bed.]

Like I'm gonna turn it down. Bring it over.

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It has eggs and steak and potatoes and onions and cheese...

[She collected the casserole dish, two plates and silverware as she spoke and walked them over to the bed with a smile.]

While we're eatin' you can pick the movies ya wanna watch.