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Christiana's POV;
"Dad! I need help. I can't continue like this. She always ridicules me. Why can't she see we are after a right course? " I scream in frustration and my dad smiles.
"You know your grandmother. As long as we are not making money, or as long as we aren't also running a branch that brings in millions of dollars, we are unfulfilled. "He replies and I grunt in frustration.
" But that's not fair! "I wail stomping my feet.
"Careful, you'd scare the fishes away. "He notes and I recall I'm in a canoe.
"Oh, sorry. " I apologize
"No problem. Look, honey, follow your passion. I know you love animals, but you also desire to be in an office behind some big desk.
Christiana, it's okay. I support your dreams. I know my daughter is nothing less than a victor. So get up, and show them what you've got. "He says and I blush.
Something pulls at the string of his fishing line and excitement clouds his face,
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