`` what a f**king mess you are , mate . '' his broad shoulders and firm build would match any man in this time . he wore a light pink polo shirt with dark tan dress pants . she desperately hoped it wasnt a dream . he thought about it for a moment . `` hi , dad , '' she greeted , kissing his cheek , and then pulling on her jacket . he was coming toward her , and jenny knew she could n't resist . most of the time growing up i had been pretty sure my dad had hated me . 