She gave me this glare. This glare that says, "How dare you talk to me that way!" Then she gave me puppy dog eyes that said "I thought you loved me?"
I can see that this is how it all begins...the great manipulation of daddy! A secret book of rules and procedures passed down from generation to generation on how to get what you want from daddy. I WILL NOT BE BROKEN! (at least not this week, maybe next time :)
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