What sort of nonsense is this! Fred thundered, rushing out of the house like a child being pursued by a wild dog. He stop at the balcony, take a deep breath, took his phone to call his Mom, a masculine voice answered “Fred, your mom is asleep, put your shits together, you will be 40 next month” Fred yield back, I know dad, you don’t have to remind me.
Celine was calm while she watched her husband paced aimlessly round the balcony, her soft voice filtered through the opening by the door, “give your Dad some time to cool off he will be fine, she said gently to little Emily.
Emily is their 4 years old daughter, she was having a fun time with her doll Julie, feeding her the remains of her lunch, with no knowledge of what file was lying at the table, spilled Julie’s juice on the newly signed one billion contract document.
An argument ensued between Celine and Fred, Fred queried Celine for not watching Emily and She whispered that such a document isn’t supposed to be left carefree, this ignited the secluded temper of Fred that has been kept on reserve mode.
Fred walked back into the house, sat quietly at the bar while he Sob gentle like a grown baby that missed his mother; Celine knew that the time was right to apologize to Fred, and give him a shoulder to cry.
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