Ch. 3 I thought we stoped!

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I looked up from my bed...

Wait... bed? when'd did I get home? I looked at my clock and quickly walked to the lounge were my dad would be. as soon as I walked in I felt a sharp stinging across my cheek. I looked up at my dad.

"Where the hall have you been, I've been waiting for you for ages!"

"Dad."

"Don't you know what time it is!?"

"Dad!"

"You should be more..."

"DAD!"

I yelled finally getting his attention.

He looked at me and his eyes softened.

"I thought we were over this."

I said looking at the can in his hand.

He sighed and dropped the empty can in the bin.

"Im sorry angelo (only word he knows in Italian.)."

He said helping me up.

"Dad, you kneed to sleep this of."

I said leading him to the lounge.

"It's freezing, I'll get the fire going, rug up, we don't kneed another trip to the doctors."

I said walking out side to get some fire wood.

Picking up about ten peaces I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I looked behind seeing nothing so I turned back around, grabbed another peace and walked back inside.

"Are you hungry?"

I said putting the wood in the fore place in a certain way so the fire wood catch easy.

"No dull, you make what ever you want."

He said as I put the news paper in and lit the match.

After I lit the fore I tucked my dad in.

He cupped the side of my face.

"You've always been so kind debs, that's why I married you."

He said kissing my for head.

I felt tears well up behind my eyes.

"Goodnight, bello."

I said walking in my room.

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IM NOT ITALIAN BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD MAKE TGE STORY MORE EXOTIC.

ANGELO - ANGEL.

BELLO - HANDSOME.

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