(smiling to herself) I know, Dad. I don't want to get in trouble.
(nodding, even though he couldn’t see her) Okay, Dad! I'll get right on it. yes dad im doing my chores natasha nice
In the kitchen, , a diligent teenager with a keen sense of responsibility, was scrubbing the countertops with a look of determination. Her dad, John , a man with a hearty laugh and an even heartier appreciation for hard work, was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper. (smiling to herself) I know, Dad
(excitedly) Really?! Oh, Dad, that would be amazing! (smiling to herself) I know