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41- Her Lies

Author: Ryver
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“Can I talk with you for a while, dad?”I ask him over the phone.

“Well, you are talking now, baby girl.” His voice is humorous as he speaks.

“Yeah.” I don't let my annoyance show at all, “But I want to talk about something private, something serious.” He sighs loudly over the phone.

“If something is bothering you, we should talk face to face. I will swing by your place tonight.” He offers. The affection that he holds for his daughter is unparalleled. It's hard to believe that he has done anything wrong. Maybe it's his love for his daughter which led him to the wrong path.

“No need for that. I'm standing right outside your office.” I let him know. I can imagine the confusion on his face.

“Then why aren't you coming in?” He proceeds to ask.

“Because your secretary told me you are busy with work. So, I decided to call you.” He laughs out at my answer, probably getting the shock of his life that Amber decided to wait and call.

“Now that I'm talking to you, I think you are not as bu
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