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The next day Abigail had woken up with a slight migraine. She strolled to the kitchen and managed to fetch some cold water. Quickly, she gulped the water and felt slightly relieved. She, then went in search for her Dad. Abigail entered the parlor and noticed that her dad was lying down on the couch.
"Dad, how are you feeling today?" Abigail asked.
Her dad turned towards her direction and smiled.
"Well, as fit as a fiddle." He responded.
Then, Abigail's Mother entered with a plate of Yam and hot pepper soup.
"Oya o! Come eat your food. This one na correct pepper soup with correct spice." She declared.
Immediately, Abigail's Father sat up and adjsted towards the table.
He settled to eat, then turned towards his wife.
"That's strange, I thought you started giving me one liquid to drink before meal because of the pile, where is it?" Abigail's Father asker curiously.
Her Mother fidgeted for a while and then turned to Abigail.
"I think say by now you go don tell your papa the News?"
"Yes Papa, I was going to tell you..the Doctor just realized that you don't have pile." Abigail said.
Abigail's Father began to laugh.😁
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