"Tricia dear?!" Mr Campbell called out. "Breakfast is ready!" He peeped through the door and saw Tricia rubbing her hand against her eyes and descending the stairs in her pajamas.
Tricia walked into the kitchen and saw her father making breakfast. She rushed over and tried to take the spatula from him. "Daddy, what are you doing? Where's Gertrude? Gertrude?!!"
"Tricia dear, what's the matter?"
"Daddy, this is Gertrude's job, not yours."
"Honey, remember the doctor's advice, plus I wanted to make a special breakfast for you! Did you forget what today is?" He smiled.
"Oh my gosh! Daddy!" She whined. "You're so sweet." She hugged him tightly.
"You deserve it. Who's your investor for the year?"
"Oh, that's Mr. Dunlop Knowles."
"One of our favorites!" They both chorused.
"Aww! My daugh
