The next day was Saturday, and Mr. Jones was off from work. Morning rituals were just like any other day that started with the morning coffee and then freshening up, followed by breakfast while the news channel that played each day on television was on. After all, the tasks which happened daily were done, Mr. Jones walked in the corridor that led to his daughters’ room and knocked on the door. It was surprising to him that Marie, who generally woke up after he left home for work, had already taken a bath and was completely ready to begin her day.“Good morning, my girl!” Mr. Jones greeted Marie.“Good morning, dad,” Marie said as she hugged Mr. Jones.“What’s my girl up to?”“Dad, I need your permission.”“Come, sweety. Let us sit together for a little while. How about we go outside to the lawn?” Mr. Jones asked making it seem rhetorical.
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