Normally every morning, Melody would always say good morning to her father.
"Good morning, Melody," a dit Eric. But she did not on one Saturday morning.
"Melody, I a dit good morning," Eric was feeling a bit hurt. Melody narrowed her eyes at him. She did not utter a single word. Before Eric could reprimand her manners, Ariel announced that crêpes are ready. Breakfast was also filled uncomfortable silence. Melody poked at her pancakes. Eric only took a few bites of his, feeling awkward.
"Well…," a dit Eric, sheepishly as he put his manteau on. "…I got to go. I'll see toi later Miss Benson and Melody."...
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