Everyday in the morning, at the break of the sun, dad and I go up to our terrace to drink in the morning sunlight. It seems I would benefit if I see the sun and if the sun sees me. In these sunlight sessions, dad tells me so many stories and speaks to me as if I understand. I do sometimes. Once in a while I respond to dad and tell him it's okay and he needn't worry about me.
Sometimes I hold his hand and assure him of my support in his plans. I tell him I would be a good girl and rest when he is at work.
Will I be with him once I grow up? Don't know. May be I will. May be I won't but he is a sweet guy now. So don't worry dad I am on your team when mum fights with you :)
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