DENNIS

A giraffe? Why the heck would a four year old want a giraffe. As a pet? A toy? That is so unasual.

And expensive!

A real giraffe will cost a fortune!

Right now, I doubt I can even shave anything off my account to afford the basic needs talkless of a breathing giraffe.

"Daddy?"

I turned to find her gaze on me, expectant.

I smiled. "Of course, I'd get one for you. A real giraffe, isn't it?"

Her eyes lit up and she bobbed her head, too excited to speak up.

"Daddy will get you a giraffe," I said, already regretting why I even asked her what she wanted.

She threw her hands up in the air. "Today is the best day ever!"

By the time I parked in the hospital's parking lot, she seemed to have exhausted her energy for the day and her eyelids struggled to stay open.

I stepped out of the car and went to the other side and undid her seat belt. Then I carried her and together we went into her ward.

"Make sure you have enough rest, okay?" I told her as I dropped a kiss on her forehead.

She bobbed her head. "Thank you for coming to see me today and taking me to see Mummy and uncle Aiden."

"You know I'd do anything for you and your mom."

"Will you be back tomorrow so we can see the baby together?"

a lot of work for me to do,

her bed and then she

into my car and made

wondering how much a giraffe will cost. Let's not even talk about the care that it would need as a

to check the price ranges but quickly

I had the money to get it now. Confirming how expensive it is

a lot to worry

didn't fill me with glee like it always did because I knew that the more customers, the faster our things will finish and we'd have to restock and the money for restock was no where to be found. As I tried to not show my lethargy, the manager

I made my way up the stairs to my

the way, Tabitha walked

as she fell

muttered absentmindedly as I began

help you with that, sir," she said and

you," I told her and together

and draped it over my seat

Tabitha was still there. Her hands behind her back, waiting for

ask her to find her way out

get back

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

tell me more about

not? I'll tell you everything you want to

two seats across from me. "Have a seat then. Tell me everything there is about it. How

she began to speak,

was willing to give her a chance. At

anyone's advice

I frowned, "Meditation?"

and nodded slowly,

swney

or hiss, "How the heck is that supposed to get me my money

not been listening, sir. It's not just meditation. It's mostly spiritual cleansing, meditation and manifestation. They work

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