Chapter Two

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Mabel arrived home. As soon as she opened the front door which lead to a staircase leading to the upstairs bedrooms, to the left, in the living room, her father was sitting down patiently waiting for Mabel to return. Not knowing that her father was waiting for her, she ran upstairs to her bedroom with the book in hand

"Mabel!", her father shouted out. She stops midway through the flight of stairs. She has been caught in the act. She closes her eyes and let's off a sigh

"Come here", her father says

She walks back downstairs with the book placed on top of the flight of stairs. She enters the well lit living room, full of ornaments and decorations

"Yes father?", she says

"Did you go to the library?", he asks

Mabel froze in place trying to find a suitable answer

"Yes", she said

"And did you get a new book?", he asked

Lie or don't lie? That is what was pulsating in Mabel's mind

"No", the lie says

"Oh really? Care to explain what that brown book was?"

Mabel's father had very good eyesight, even the tiniest speck of a fallen crumble from a stolen cookie on the table, he will be able to find it. Her mother on the other hand had very good hearing, or was it that she always liked butting into people's conversations. Even the lowest mutter, she would know what you had said. Both animals were bred in captivity

"T... The brown book? What brown book?", she stuttered away. She shouldn't of said that, her father clutched the couch's arm rest so tightly he might break one off or both of them for that matter

"Oh, so my imagination was playing tricks with me was it?"

Silence. Complete silence. The only sound there was, was the tickering tock of the grandfather clock in the corner of the living room. Best place to be...

Mabel's father's sarcasm washed away from his face and anger started to ensue

"Get me that book!", he said with his voice gaining volume

Mabel took a step back, "What book?", she said

"Don't... lie... to... me Mabel, get that book!"

A tear started to form from Mabel's blue crystal eyes, "W... What book?"

Mabel's father stood up as quick as a bullet shot from a pistol and shot straight towards Mabel, he grabbed her ear and yanked her to the stairs, Mabel crying in pain, he pulled her to the front of the stairs, facing them. He pulled her close to his mouth and he pointed towards the book still lying on the top of the stairs, "THAT BOOK!", he shouted and with his anger he threw her onto the stairs. Her fall caused her to get a purple bruise on her right kneecap, she started to cry

"Stop that crying and get me that bloody book!"

Mabel, still crying, ignored him and sought more attention to her bruise

"NOW!", he shouted

She slowly stood up, still in pain from the bruise and walked up the stairs, she grabbed the book and slowly went back to her officer, he snatched the book off of her. He carefully examined the book

"Paradoxia... What kind of book is this?"

"I... I don't know"

He smirked, "You don't know... Of course you don't know!"

He opens the book, Mabel tries to see what her father is looking at but can't see what's inside, he starts nodding in disagreement

"A fantasy book... Unbelievable! I thought I told you to not get anymore fictional books!"

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