There's a girl, Dad."<br /><br />He smiled a bit. "A girl."<br /><br />"She kinda hates me, and I kinda..."<br /><br />"Love her?"<br /><br />"I don't know. I don't think so. I mean...how do you know?"<br /><br />His smile grew wider. "When you're talking about her with your old dad because you don't know what else to do.