Chapter 2
"Amara" miss Mirabel called after reading the essay, for her curiosity won't be satisfied if she doesn't talk with the little girl.
"Yes" the little Amara answered as the teacher gestured her to come to her desk which is situated at the back of the class, that's the best position for her to monitor the class
"I just finished reading your essay" Mirabel said to Amara who is standing in front of her
"Was it bad" she asked, know she was too raw and truthful, maybe to raw for the teacher
"No, its quiet good, the best actually" she said and relief flood over Amara "am just curious, to know more, it seems you are close to your dad" she asked and Amara's face lit up, she have always enjoyed talking about her father
"Yes, he is just the best" she said "he always come to pick me up from school, you haven't seen him cause you started newly" she said to her teacher
"What of your mom, and why do you stay with your aunt when he travels" Mirabel asked
"She is dead" Amara said like its a normal thing, Mirabel felt bad, that's the reason she is close to her dad, cause she have only him
"Am sorry" she said and Amara nodded "perhaps I will see your dad when he comes back" she said to lighten the mood again and it sure did
"Sure, just don't freeze when you see him" Amara said with a smile, with the way Amara talk, its quite difficult to believe she is just 8 years old
"Freeze?" The teacher asked
"Yes, my dad have such effect on ladies" she said, wow, she is just too smart, Mirabel recall her essay, how she wrote about girls calling her dad handsome.
"Just returned to your seat" she playfully told her and she went along, with the little chat her curiosity got higher, for she is eager to see the father, at least to know if she will will freeze. In all her life no man have made her freeze, so why would a widower make her freeze, but in her heart she is not denying the fact she wants to see him
"Freeze? Am better than that" she thought to herself
"Amara" miss Mirabel called after reading the essay, for her curiosity won't be satisfied if she doesn't talk with the little girl.
"Yes" the little Amara answered as the teacher gestured her to come to her desk which is situated at the back of the class, that's the best position for her to monitor the class
"I just finished reading your essay" Mirabel said to Amara who is standing in front of her
"Was it bad" she asked, know she was too raw and truthful, maybe to raw for the teacher
"No, its quiet good, the best actually" she said and relief flood over Amara "am just curious, to know more, it seems you are close to your dad" she asked and Amara's face lit up, she have always enjoyed talking about her father
"Yes, he is just the best" she said "he always come to pick me up from school, you haven't seen him cause you started newly" she said to her teacher
"What of your mom, and why do you stay with your aunt when he travels" Mirabel asked
"She is dead" Amara said like its a normal thing, Mirabel felt bad, that's the reason she is close to her dad, cause she have only him
"Am sorry" she said and Amara nodded "perhaps I will see your dad when he comes back" she said to lighten the mood again and it sure did
"Sure, just don't freeze when you see him" Amara said with a smile, with the way Amara talk, its quite difficult to believe she is just 8 years old
"Freeze?" The teacher asked
"Yes, my dad have such effect on ladies" she said, wow, she is just too smart, Mirabel recall her essay, how she wrote about girls calling her dad handsome.
"Just returned to your seat" she playfully told her and she went along, with the little chat her curiosity got higher, for she is eager to see the father, at least to know if she will will freeze. In all her life no man have made her freeze, so why would a widower make her freeze, but in her heart she is not denying the fact she wants to see him
"Freeze? Am better than that" she thought to herself
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