Go tell father

I turned quickly and ran back to the house.

I burst through the door, panting heavily. I could hear footsteps behind me, and turned to see Kira.

"Malika? Kira? What is it?" My father looked up from a book that he was reading, glasses perched on the edge of his nose.

"There's a ship at the dock," I huffed.

My father frowned. "But we got our shipment three days ago." He slowly got to his feet, and placed his reading glasses and his book on a table beside him.

"Stay here," he murmured. Then the left the house, closing the door behind him.

The End

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