Dominique
When life wants you to kneel down, you should use your hands to stop your knees from touching the ground. As I read that line, I felt the emotions it want to convey. "Lil Nique?" Hearing dad, I turned to look at my opened door and saw him standing there with a bowl of porridge, and other things made for me in the tray that he's holding.
I smiled and put the book down. "Come in, dad." I fixed my sitting positioned and watched him walk towards me with a warm smile. "How is our little girl doing?" he asked as he put down the tray and sit down beside me, before touching my forehead to check my temperature.
"It's a good thing that your temperature rose up. I can feel a little heat." he said and picked up the thermometer before putting it in my mouth to formally check my temperature
