Chapter 3 - The night before the trip

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After I was done packing, I went downstairs to get me a snack and saw my dad.

"Hey Pops."

"Hey Sweetie," he said as he glanced at his watch while reading the newspaper.

"What's up?" I asked him.

"You done packing yet?"

"Yeah, you want some tea?" I asked.

"Yes please."

"Okay." I said and gave him his tea

"So, are you going to miss me, Pops?" I asked as I sipped my tea.

"So very much." He said in his sarcasting voice.

"You are so mean," I said as I glared at him.

"You know I love you," he said a bit apologetically.

"Yeah, sure," I responded sarcastically. 

"I do," he said as he kissed my forehead .

"Good night Pops."

"'Night kiddo, I love you."

"I love you too pops," I said as I went upstairs. I put my pajamas on and went to bed thinking about London .

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