Isla went to see her father first thing in the morning. She knows her mom is at work early and dad will eat breakfast alone. He hates to eat alone. She can keep him company and talk with him about this new problem. Getting on his good side is her priority today. She lets herself in the house and heads straight for the kitchen. She can hear her dad upstairs and she smiles.
“Dad! It’s me. I’ll make coffee.” Isla lets her father know who is downstairs.
“Coming!” Gunnar shouts back.
Isla puts on the water and sets the table for two. She takes a peak in the fridge and decides to make omelets. She is beating the eggs in the bowl when her father comes in.
“I love you, little bear. I hate to eat alone. And you even cook for me.” Gunnar smiles at her. “You still drink your coffee black?”
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