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>The day was overcast in Michigan, Lincoln in his recliner, sipping on some Pabst Blue Ribbon, enjoying the re-run of some comedy show.
>The kids who went to school were exactly there, letting Lincoln enjoy a rare moment's peace while Loan played her games and Liena studied by herself in the kitchen for college.
>Turning the volume down to become background ambience, Lincoln got up, going to throw his bottle away as he head for the kitchen to get a bite to eat.
>Scrounging through the fridge, he took a glimpse over to Liena, his quietest daughter. Although he knew her sign-language was a bit more colorful than it should've been, he was at fault for it.
>I mean, who doesn't want to teach someone "fuck" in sign-language?
>Getting a sandwich, Lincoln lumbered back over to his chair.
>That is, until her heard some small sniffling growling closer and louder from the kitchen.
>Knowing Liena was the only one in the kitchen, Lincoln grew worrisome, why would his daughter be crying...?
>"Liena...? Honey? You okay in there?"
>Not getting a response, Lincoln placed his plate down and walked back into the kitchen, looking to see what could possibly upset his daughter Liena.
>That is until upon seeing her grabbing her belly, tears streaming down her face as she molded the fat in a very resentful manner at her own body.
>Right... Liena has an issue with her weight...
>"Oh, Liena... You should've told me something's been bothering you."
>Liena, through her tear streaked eyes, looked up at her dad, face contorted into an innocent and sad confusion.
>"D-dad... Am I fat and *HIC* u...u-ugly...?"
>What first surprised Lincoln was that Liena was talking in full sentences, mainly because she was so quiet.
>"Now, who on this God's green earth told you those hurtful things...?" Lincoln increasingly became upset with this newfound possibility that someone's been making fun of one of his lovely children...
>"I... I w-was looking at clothes at the *HIC* store I like in the mall, a-and the lady said I s-should try l-looking in the *HIC* store across the hall... S-she looked at me up a-an d-down with a mean s-smile and *HIC* a-and..."
>Liena's wavering meant she was about to become a waterfall if Lincoln didn't act fast, but there was one small thing that boggled his mind...
>Lincoln was confused at that statement, what was so bad about the store across the hallway of the mall...?
>Honey... What's so bad about the store across from the one you like? Is it the way she said it?
>Liena was about to have another meltdown as she let out her bottled up emotions to her father.
>"I-it's a *HIC* THRIFT STORE!" Liena was now bawling her eyes out as she buried her face into Lincoln's chest, dampening his shirt.
>While the offense was small, it was quite rude to tell someone to shop somewhere else, especially if you judge them on their looks.
>With this fact set in stone, Lincoln did NOT like what he had heard. Some random woman just walks up to my girl and not only judges her by her looks, but tells her to shop elsewhere?
>While he would give the store an earful later, his daughter needed his support more than anything right now.
>"Oh, honey... You're not ugly or fat. You're fine the way you are." Lincoln slowly wraps his angel in an embracing love and soothes her.
>"Hey, even if you were a little big, there's nothing wrong with that. Heck, the whole family's a little on the bigger side, me especially." Lincoln snickers at his small bit of self-deprecation as his daughter starts to slowly giggle and laugh.
>Not to mention, you're so beautiful, Liena... Hell, I bet she only said that just to make you feel bad. I bet you get a LOT of guys' attention, huh?
>Liena turns away, her face reddening at her dad's oncoming assault of compliments. "Oh, dad, come on. I'm not that pretty..."
>"Ooooh no, you're a knock-out Liena, I've seen a lot of guys from the local college come by and ask for a Liena Loud. Of course, I don't want them to bother you, because you're always studying..."
>Liena buries herself further into her father's protective embrace, as she sweetly sighs in contempt...
>She didn't need a boyfriend right now, she has her daddy and that's all she needs for now...

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