I remained motionless for a while as Eric drew on the paper. His eyes were intense, and he had a look of dedication on his face. It took him around 45 minutes to finish the sketch; at that point, he exclaimed, "Done!''
"Let me see," I asked him.
"Not yet," he said with a wink.
''What why? Oh, come on, love, please,'' I begged him.
''I will give it to you later. By the way, this came in the mail today; I think it is from your father." He handed me a letter.
''Oh, thank you dearly." She held the letter and opened it.
My dear daughter,