She immediately got to work scrubbing the dishes while sporting some ratty old clothing. She momentarily removed a slice of cheese from
Jake begged to hold off; he wouldn’t hurt you. He shouted as he emerged from his hiding spot. Those pancakes, you made them?
Could you please explain me the purpose of this? I am the father of the daughters, so don’t be frightened of me. I wouldn’t hurt a woman, particularly after all of your kindness.
Then the enigmatic lady came to a halt and turned to face Jake. Although she did seem familiar, he was unable to place her previous sighting. “Have we not met before?” he inquired, perplexed.
She nodded, and the children began yelling, “Daddy, daddy,” before she could respond. Jake then asked if she would want to meet Emma and Lily over at the dining table, and she consented.
He said, “Come on, girls, we have a surprise guest downstairs.” Curious to find out who had paid them a visit, the girls trailed behind him into the kitchen.
