Bernie lost his wife in a tragic accident, but his determined he won’t lose his stepdaughter too. He does everything possible to ensure he’ll gain permission to adopt the girl, but then her biological father appears with a birth certificate and a criminal record. Try doing it like this Bernie took his pencil and quickly sketched a few lines and shapes on a spare sheet of paper. Once you have the basic shape you can add in the details: Andrea Bernie’s, stepdaughter scrunched, her face up. She was struggling to draw Fox lying on its side, but I like drawing freehand Bernie and you’re very good at it, but even a great artist will run into difficulties sometimes, and this technique can help with that Andrea lifted.
Her eraser for the umpteenth time and rubbed away her latest attempt at drawing the fox’s hind legs I’ll, give it a shot. Bernie smiled at her Andrea was a very talented artist for a tenure. She had an almost uncanny nag for producing accurate proportions in the animals. She loved to draw as a professional artist. It greatly pleased Bernie to Foster her Talent forget about it friend.
That’S never gon na happen. Bernie’S wife Stephanie ended a call on her phone as she entered the room. Everything all right, honey, Bernie, stood to meet her just work issues, Stephanie, grin and hugged Bernie tightly how my two favorite artists, doing always better. When you get home, Bernie said Andrea, came over to then show Stephanie her drawing Bernie watched him as he packed away his paint brushes with an almost unbearable fullness in his heart. It seemed like only yesterday when Stephanie the beautiful Gallery owner stole his heart, and now they were married.
Bernie woke every morning feeling that he was the luckiest man on Earth. The family ate breakfast and Stephanie went to work and Bernie took Andrea to school. Afterward Bernie spent his day. Painting life was perfect until the day Bernie received an unexpected phone call. Your wife was in a serious accident, sir.
The nurse on the phone told him, I’m very sorry to tell you that she didn’t make it in a matter of minutes. Bernie’S life fell apart one day he was married to his dream woman and the next. He was standing beside her grave with his young stepdaughter. I want her back Andrea some, it’s not fair. I know Bernie crouched down to wrap the girl into a hug.
I know it’s not the same, but you’ve still got me honey I’ll, always be here to look after you. I promise Andrea squeezed him tightly and cried into his shoulder. Bernie carried her to her car and it never occurred to him that he wouldn’t be able to keep that promise. A few days later, Bernie fought back his anger as he stared at the CPS worker across from him. I’M all Andrea has left.
He told the woman you have to give me custody of her. Usually we would sir, but your income’s too unstable it’s, not an Andrea’s best interest to remain in your care. At this time, the woman gave him a stern look across the table. Prove that you can provide a stable home and will be happy to revisit our decision. Bernie stepped out into the street in a daze.
He wanted to get a job when he and Stephanie first married, but she insisted he spent his day. Painting her support allowed him to do well as an artist, but not well enough to gain custody of Andrea. He thought of his stepdaughter waiting for him to fetch her and felt the last pieces of his hard shatter. Bernie watched the cars whizzing by on the road. He lost everything now the only solution was Ford into the heavy traffic and hopefully to see Stephanie again on the other side, but he couldn’t do that.
Bernie turned away and headed home, Andrea needed him and Bernie would never abandon her. The next day, Bernie started applying for every job he could find within a week. He got a part-time job, packing shelves at a grocery store. Then the car wash on the corner, hired him to help out on weekends, and a few days later, Bernie got an evening job working. The cash register at the cinema Bernie worked like a dog every day and came home exhausted every evening.
He didn’t have time to paint anymore, but he didn’t care. The last thing Bernie did every evening was to press his fingers against the photo of Andrea on his bedside table. Coming for you, Andrea he’d whisper, just hold on one day, I’m gon na bring you home. Bernie met regularly with Andrea’s caseworker in the following months. She was pleased with his progress and arranged for Bernie to visit Andrea at the Children’s Shelter when the big Dame came Bernie dressed in his best clothes, and he made sure he arrived early.
He wanted to make a good impression, but it was all for nothing. The people working at the shelter were frantically running about when Bernie arrived. Something was wrong. He saw it in the staff members fraud Expressions when he spoke to the woman Staffing the front desk. He discovered that Theta dealt him another terrible blow.
Andrea is missing, but our people are doing everything we can to find her. How could this happen? Bernie demanded she’s supposed to be safe. Here she had a visitor earlier, the woman replied A man claiming to be your biological father. We let him in to meet her and the next thing we know they were gone.
Bernie slumped against the wall, Andrew’s father that made no sense, Stephanie told him the man vanished after Andrea was born. It seemed like unlikely he’d return. Now the truth was clear. Some stranger had entered the shelter under false pretenses to kidnap Andrea. How long ago did this happen?
He asked about an hour ago our staff is searching the building and we’ve notified the police. We’Ll find her, sir. You should never have lost her in the first place. Bernie replied: this man can’t be your father and if anything has happened to her, then I will make sure you pay for your carelessness. Bernie rushed from the shelter he called for Andrea, while running up and down the streets.
He showed Andrea’s picture to all the shop owners in the vicinity, but nobody had seen her a growing Panic clenched around Bernie’s heart. As his hunt continued, there was no sign of his precious step-daughter anywhere. He circled a shelter ranging wider in his search until a police car pulled up beside him. Mr Bernie Fletcher, a policewoman leaned out the window to speak to him. That’S me, Bernie, replied.
Have you found my daughter? We hope so, sir, a man and a young girl matching her description were spotted near the airport. We’D like you to come with us to identify the child. Bernie’S heart turned to ice as the police car raced towards the airport. A thousand worries circled in his thoughts was the man trying to sneak Andrea out of the country.
Would they get to the airport in time when they reached the airport? The police officers told Bernie they’d escort him to a room where he could wait. Airport security is expecting us, the policewoman told him as soon as we find the suspect, we’ll fetch you to identify the child. Bernie followed the officers through the sprawling crowds he studied everyone they passed in an effort to spot Andrea. Suddenly he glimpsed a familiar pink Sheridan’s.
Peripheral vision here she is Bernie, cried and took off the escalator where he spotted Andrea, Bernie, elbowen shoved his way through the crowds ahead of him. The girl turned and Bernie knew without a doubt that it was his little girl. He sped up never taking his eyes off Andrea and caught up to her, just as the man led her toward a boarding gate, get your hands off my daughter, Bernie, snatched up Andre and held her tightly. Are you okay, Andrea? Did that man hurt you Bernie asked Andrea, shook her head, it’s okay, Bernie the man’s, my dad, it’s true, I’m Fred and I can prove I’m Andrea’s biological father Bernie turned to face this strange man.
Everything he’d intended to say, died on his lips when he saw the birth certificate the man held out to him. He was Andrea’s father, but you left Bernie said Stephanie told me: you walked out on them. When Andrew was a baby. Stephanie didn’t tell you the whole truth: Fred Flint I left because I was convicted of a crime. I got into business with the wrong people and when they were caught, I went down with them.
While I was in prison Stephanie had her lawyers filed papers to revoke my parental rights. He continued. I can’t say I blame her. I wasn’t a good person before, but prison taught me that family and the people you love are more important than money and prestige. That’S great, but if you think I’ll ever hand Andrea over to you, then you have another thing.
Coming Bernie said: tightening his grip on the girl, I’m her father and you can’t change that Fred gave Andrea a sad longing. Look. I tried to get her back. You know when I was denied joint custody. I tried to convince Stephanie to let me see Andre, but she refused.
I knew nothing about all that Bernie said I thought as much I settled for watching Andrea from afar, so I know you’ve been a good father in her burning Fred fixed his Gaze on Bernie. I owe you mind, dying gratitude for that, but things are different. Now Bernie backed away from Fran, he glanced over his shoulder to see if he could spot the police officers who escorted him there. Bernie didn’t know how things had come to this, but he never let Fred take Andrea away from him. He’D run if he had to.
I’M leaving the state and never coming back Fred said, but I couldn’t go without saying goodbye to my daughter. I know she’s in good hands with you burning and you’ll. Never let her down Bernie spun to look at the man shocked at what he just heard. You’Re not trying to take her away. I told you prison, taught me the importance of family hear all the family.
She has left now burning and I’d. Never dream of breaking that up. Fred’S gaze drifted away from Bernie, then he stiffened, my time’s just about up Fred, moved closer and placed a gentle kiss on Andrea’s forehand. Wherever you go in this world. I hope you’ll remember that your father loves you very much.
Andrea, nodded and friend turned to Bernie. Next, take good care of her and with that Fred was gone. A few minutes later the police arrived with millions of questions about how Bernie recovered Andrea and what became of her kidnapper Fred looked into Andrea’s eyes. The girl was unharmed and after hearing Fred’s story, he couldn’t blame the man for wanting to spend a few hours with his daughter. He ran Bernie replied when he heard me calling Andrea.
He took off and left her. I picked her up, and here we are Andrea’s Bright Smile, confirmed to Bernie that he’d made the right choice later when they got to speak in private, Andrea apologized, for leaving the shelter with Fred. She told Bernie that she wanted to meet her father at least once a month later, Bernie finally got approved to adopt Andrea. He immediately went to fetch her from the shelter and when they got home, Bernie found another surprise waiting for him. An art gallery.
Bernie worked with had sold one of his paintings in the buyer. Left him a note thanks for protecting Andrea, the note wasn’t signed, but Bernie knew it was Fred’s final message to them both.
