Christa smiled and hugged her Dad. "If it makes you happy, I'm happy, Dad. Now, go! Make her the happiest woman in Paradise Bay!"
Perhaps he shouldn't have been so hasty, he thought glumly.
Gunnar paused, "She's not like my daughter, she is my daughter."
Melanie waved her hand, dismissing Gunnar's silly notion. "You didn't see the way she looked at me!" Melanie pouted.
"Do you want me to ask her to be nicer?" he asked, trying hard to figure out what the root of the problem was.
"No, then she'll know that I said something & she'll like me less. Don't you know anything?!"
Gunnar held his arms out & shook his head. "I don't know what you want!"
Gunnar sighed. She'd played this game a few times already. He was supposed to run upstairs and try to comfort her at which point he'd be allowed to seduce her into good humors.
An image of Barbara came to him.
Melanie was watching him, expectantly.
Sighing, he stood. "When you're ready to talk about this rationally, I'll be downstairs," he said sadly and he shuffled out of the room.
Although, she had emphasized the 'real' bit. He didn't know why she wouldn't accept Christa was his daughter, despite it all.
"No," he surprised himself by saying, stopping her mid-sentence. "None of this goes to Goodwill. Theo & Christa can come pick up what they want."
Melanie rubbed her protruding belly. "But, your baby..." she said coyly.
Gunnar had enough of the manipulation. "The baby will have a nursery & you can decorate it however you wish... but these are Christa's things! Her memories!"
"Fine, while you're at it, give her those ugly pictures in the livingroom. Really! I hate walking in there every day!"
Gunnar sighed. He supposed she was right.
A tear came to Christa's eye. "I know Dad, geez! You're going to make me cry!"
"Barbara would be so proud of you!"
"I still miss her," Christa admitted softly.
Not about how much she would miss Gunnar... but about what she was going to do with a child now that she was alone.
She should've known better than to marry such an old man!
Melanie took the opportunity to press up against him and moan, "I just don't know what me & little Gage are going to do without him!"
Guys loved rescuing the damsel in distress & she was getting quite good at playing it...