I threw my fathers baggage off of the train. I knew that he had a mouthful waiting for me at the cafe. 2:13pm. I'm late. I will take my time either way. Who does he think I am to be carrying around his dirty laundry? I'm waiting patiently. For the right words to slip out. To break his heart with a crashing sound. But daddy please know.. I never meant you hurt you. You're my baby girl. You know that.