C5 THE PLAN.

Knocking on the doors of the study room, I heard my dad answering to let me come in. Lazily sloping down on the sofa, I relaxed my head on the back support with eyes closed, saying "how was your day, father?"

Coughing awkwardly, he answered, "I'm fine son, the pain in my legs have eased a lot thanks to the care of your mother"

Enunciating each word coldly I prompted myself up saying in disgust