Just4Fun_72
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“Hi Chloe, I’m home.” Frank said as he walked through the front door, after another gruelling night shift, as a police officer.
“Hi Dad, I’m in the kitchen.” Chloe answered back in an unimpressed voice.
Frank walked through the house, and sat at the kitchen table. “Chloe, I got told by one of guys at work, you were in Steven Chopper’s car last night when it got pulled over.”
Chloe turned around and faced her father, and in a slightly raised voice she said “Yes I was Dad. He’s my boyfriend. And you’re not going to stop me seeing him.”
Frank rubbed his face with his hands, and sighed. “Look Chloe,” Frank said in a cool calm voice, “Steven is bad news. He has already been in jail 3 times, for various charges, and I’m worried about you hanging out with him.”
Chloe’s voice continued to get louder, as she said, “I know all this Dad. We have had this discussion before. But I’m not going to stop seeing him, just because you see him as a criminal.” Chloe cast her eyes to the clock on the wall, “Shit! I’m late! I won’t be home tonight Dad. I’m spending tonight at Rose’s. I need to study for my maths exam tomorrow.” Chloe continued, before draining the rest of her coffee, and running out of the kitchen.
Frank knew who Rose was, but something inside him told him that she wasn’t telling him the truth. Rose was Chloe’s best friend. Rose and Chloe have been friends for about 10 years. They met when Rose and her parents moved at school when Chloe was about 8 or 9 years old. Rose was a good kid, she always made good grades, and usually made the right decisions. Frank hoped that Rose’s influence would win over Chloe, and get her out of the crowd she had fallen in with.
Frank made himself a fresh batch of coffee, and poured himself a nice hot cup of coffee. He sat on the lounge wondering what to do. His mind cast back to how life was before her mother had died as a complication of surgery. Chloe was a different girl. Chloe was well mannered, would never raise her voice, and would do as she is told.
Frank started to blame himself, as tiredness started to overcome him. Frank finished his cup of coffee, put his cup in the sink, and did the washing up, before heading upstairs to bed.
The buzzing of his alarm woke Frank up at 5PM. His first thoughts were for his daughter Chloe. He got up and had a shower, but there was a nagging inside of him that told him to call and check on Chloe. Frank got dressed in his uniform, as he prepared for the last of his night shifts.
Frank thumbed through the phone index, and found Rose’s number. Rose answered the phone. Frank stammered as he said, “Hi Rose, its Mr Wilson, Chloe’s dad. Is Chloe there please?”
“Hi Dad, I’m in the kitchen.” Chloe answered back in an unimpressed voice.
Frank walked through the house, and sat at the kitchen table. “Chloe, I got told by one of guys at work, you were in Steven Chopper’s car last night when it got pulled over.”
Chloe turned around and faced her father, and in a slightly raised voice she said “Yes I was Dad. He’s my boyfriend. And you’re not going to stop me seeing him.”
Frank rubbed his face with his hands, and sighed. “Look Chloe,” Frank said in a cool calm voice, “Steven is bad news. He has already been in jail 3 times, for various charges, and I’m worried about you hanging out with him.”
Chloe’s voice continued to get louder, as she said, “I know all this Dad. We have had this discussion before. But I’m not going to stop seeing him, just because you see him as a criminal.” Chloe cast her eyes to the clock on the wall, “Shit! I’m late! I won’t be home tonight Dad. I’m spending tonight at Rose’s. I need to study for my maths exam tomorrow.” Chloe continued, before draining the rest of her coffee, and running out of the kitchen.
Frank knew who Rose was, but something inside him told him that she wasn’t telling him the truth. Rose was Chloe’s best friend. Rose and Chloe have been friends for about 10 years. They met when Rose and her parents moved at school when Chloe was about 8 or 9 years old. Rose was a good kid, she always made good grades, and usually made the right decisions. Frank hoped that Rose’s influence would win over Chloe, and get her out of the crowd she had fallen in with.
Frank made himself a fresh batch of coffee, and poured himself a nice hot cup of coffee. He sat on the lounge wondering what to do. His mind cast back to how life was before her mother had died as a complication of surgery. Chloe was a different girl. Chloe was well mannered, would never raise her voice, and would do as she is told.
Frank started to blame himself, as tiredness started to overcome him. Frank finished his cup of coffee, put his cup in the sink, and did the washing up, before heading upstairs to bed.
The buzzing of his alarm woke Frank up at 5PM. His first thoughts were for his daughter Chloe. He got up and had a shower, but there was a nagging inside of him that told him to call and check on Chloe. Frank got dressed in his uniform, as he prepared for the last of his night shifts.
Frank thumbed through the phone index, and found Rose’s number. Rose answered the phone. Frank stammered as he said, “Hi Rose, its Mr Wilson, Chloe’s dad. Is Chloe there please?”
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