The doorbell rang as Anneth was enjoying an apple on top of her chop. Hurriedly he wiped his mouth and ran to the first floor. "Hey," he said as he opened the door and saw the man in the brown coat. "Hi. Where's Mariah?" Anneth felt a little disappointed when she heard Brandon say her sister's name. "Oh, yeah. He's upstairs. He's probably getting ready to see you. Come in and please take a sit. I'll get you a drink and I'll call Mariah." "No need, let me meet him." "Not!" Anneth prevented quickly. Brandon looked at Anneth in surprise. "I mean ... He's wearing clothes, if you insist on going to his room he might get angry. You'd better wait here." Brandon thought what Anneth had said made sense. He chose to sit on the sofa and wait for Mariah. Not long after, Anneth came with a glass of beer. "Drink, please. I'm going to Mariah's room." Anneth left the man and stood in the middle of the stairs. Brandon took a

The alarm sounded just in time.  At 6.00 AM, I immediately got up and opened the curtains.  I ran out of the room and opened the door to my daughter's room.  She was still there, fast asleep on the bed.  She must be tired from playing all night. Okay.  I'll wake her up later after breakfast is ready.  I slowly descended the stairs.  Head to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, then to the kitchen to make breakfast.  There are only a few stocks of food ingredients in the refrigerator.  I haven't had time to shop yet. Today I'm going to make only omlette and vegetable soup.  I took out all the necessary ingredients.  Heat the water and peel the carrots. "Aaaa!!" Emily's scream startled me.  I quickly left the kitchen and ran up the stairs.  I quickly opened the door to Emily's room.  She was there, sitting with her knees bent and covering her face.