Ken
I am happy that I sorted things out with D but I'm also angry that my father seem to be interrupting my peace making pact. I walked into his study, praying that another phone call from a friend won't interrupt whatever it is that he wants to discuss with me.
Of course I met him on another call. Rolling my eyes, I occupied the three seater sofa in the study. I pulled my phone out from my sweater, clicked on the candy crash app in other to keep myself busy until he is done with the phone call.
It took him an hour. One full hour to round up his phone call. When I didn't give him my attention, he smacked me on my head, causing the phone to fall off my grib. I chuckled at his behavior as I bent down to pick up my phone. "I didn't think we were eventually going to have this talk today"
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