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<\/p>\nClara and her widowed Dad share a close bond, but his latest romantic move shakes things up. When her Dad calls her the housekeeper to impress his new girlfriend, Clara is left hurt and angry. Determined to teach her Dad a harsh lesson, Clara decides to show that this \u201chouse cleaner\u201d knows how to tidy up more than just rooms.<\/p>\n
The \u201cmess\u201d really started ten years ago when I was just seven.<\/p>\n
After Mom passed away, it was just me and Dad in our big old house. I missed her every day, but I knew Dad needed me, so I tried to be strong.<\/p>\n
I became pretty good at making simple meals like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Sometimes, I\u2019d pour cereal and milk for breakfast or help Dad with the laundry by folding clothes and matching socks. I wanted to help him as much as I could.<\/p>\n
With a mischievous glint in my eye, I said loudly, \u201cIt seems that your last night together was not as hot as the day before yesterday, Mr. Daniel! The day before yesterday, I had to clean up for three hours after your night! Oh, apologies for my language.\u201d<\/p>\n
The woman\u2019s face turned bright red with anger. \u201cI wasn\u2019t here the day before yesterday! Who were you in the bedroom with the day before yesterday?\u201d she shouted at Dad.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s eyes widened, and he looked like he was about to faint. \u201cClara, what are you talking about?\u201d he stammered.<\/p>\n
I feigned confusion, tilting my head. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, ma\u2019am, but you must be Jessica, right? Mr. Daniels wouldn\u2019t stop talking about how amazing you are!\u201d<\/p>\n
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The woman\u2019s fury reached a boiling point. \u201cI\u2019m MARTHA!\u201d she shouted, turning to Dad. \u201cWho the hell is this Jessica?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water, unable to come up with a response. Martha\u2019s face twisted in rage as she slapped him hard across the face, the sound echoing through the room. She stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind her.<\/p>\n
I stood there, watching Dad rub his cheek. He finally looked at me, his expression a blend of anger and helplessness. \u201cClara, why did you do that?\u201d<\/p>\n
I crossed my arms, feeling a sense of satisfaction. \u201cBecause, Dad, you lied about me and put me in an awkward position. If you\u2019re going to date, be honest about it. And don\u2019t ever introduce me as your house cleaner again. So, Mr. Daniel, is there anything else I need to clean up?\u201d I asked, a mischievous grin spreading across my face.<\/p>\n
For a moment, Dad just stared at me, then he started to chuckle.<\/p>\n
The chuckle turned into a full-blown laugh, and before long, we were both laughing so hard we could barely stand. The tension melted away, replaced by the familiar warmth of our bond.<\/p>\n
\u201cReally, Dad, you brought home a woman like her? She\u2019s so annoying! And why did you lie about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad shrugged, looking a bit sheepish. \u201cShe wasn\u2019t very fond of kids. I guess that\u2019s why I didn\u2019t mention you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I rolled my eyes. \u201cDad, if someone doesn\u2019t like kids, they\u2019re not worth your time. You know that, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, Clara. I\u2019m sorry for acting the way I did. I should\u2019ve been honest with you and with her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I walked over and gave him a hug. \u201cIt\u2019s okay, Dad. Just remember, we\u2019re a team. No more secrets, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
He hugged me back tightly. \u201cNo more secrets. I promise.\u201d<\/p>\n
We pulled apart, and I looked around the living room. \u201cNow, about that cleaning\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad laughed again, shaking his head. \u201cI think we\u2019ve had enough cleaning for one day. How about we order some pizza and watch a movie instead?\u201d<\/p>\n
I grinned. \u201cThat sounds perfect.\u201d<\/p>\n
What would you have done?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"