C2 Good times don't last

"How was the interview did you get the job." Mom asked as we were getting juice.

"I did-----" and before l could finish dad butts in.

"That's good news." Dad says grinning from ear to ear.

The whole family congratulate me with smiles but mom notices something.

"What's wrong pumpkin, you don't like the job?"

"No l love it of course but they said l am a little young so l will be getting a senior field detective on all my cases for a year." I say disappointed.

"What, you don't need to feel bad it's actually a good thing you will learn from an experienced person after this year you will be unstoppable right Frank?" Mom says eyeing my dad who had been distracted by the food on the table.

"What?" He asks absent minded and they each exchange looks with each other.

"Yes of course pumpkin, you don't have to feel bad this is what you wanted and l am so proud of you my baby." Dad says and mom smiles hugging me passionately.

"So, when are you starting?" Dad asks.

"Monday, though l am needed at the Precinct on Saturday." I tell both mom and dad.

"Am l the only one who is hungry." My little brother impatiently says and everyone laughs. We all hold hands and we thank the Lord for the food before everyone digged in.

"It really smells nice sis." My little brother compliments as we start to eat.

"And it tastes delicious where did you learn to cook this wonderfully," my dad says as he stuffed more food in his mouth.

The compliments kept coming as we proceeded with eating.

"We will go shopping tomorrow you still haven't bought any new clothes." My mom says.

"I will call in sick tomorrow," she adds.

"We don't have to make a big deal out of it, l already have so many clothes to wear." I say.

"Listen to your mother Detective Givens." My dad says proudly.

"It has a nice ring to it Andy." My little brother adds soon after dad.

"I have something for you pumpkin." My dad says as he went into his room to collect the 'something'.

I curiously wait for his return and watch mom as she smiles at me. After dad comes back, he hands me a small box that fits perfectly in my palm and l am thinking what could be this small.

"Car keys!!!!!"

Of course, car keys would fit in the small gift box, l abruptly hug my dad tears of joy streaming down my face.

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