Summary of Chapter 8 – A turning point in Daddy's Little Angel by soulreads05
Chapter 8 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Daddy's Little Angel, written by soulreads05. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
It's been a month since she left, and it had never been the same.
There is this feeling of warmth and love her presence brings that seems to be devoid now that she's gone.
True is the saying "You don't know the worth of what you have till you loose it." I never knew how much hold my mum had on us till she left to stay with her fiance.
Angel and I are trying to adjust. Did I ever tell you guys that we didn't have an alarm clock in this house till mum left? Yup, she was our alarm. Always waking us at the right time. I don't know how she does it without an alarm of some sort. It's like a programmed mechanism. She just knows. And wonder why we got the alarm? Let's just say.... Someone, ehrm Angel to be precise, woke up an hour after school time. It was crazy that day. She kept saying it's my fault. I should have woken her up.
"Why can't you be like Gram's?"
That was her exact words. I was way too tired and hungry to start an argument. So I flipped her the bird. How did that go down?
Let me tell you, it was bad. You remember her threat from the engagement party?
Yup, turns out the little devil ain't bluffing. I am now reduced to nothing but sack of bones....
Okay, maybe that was being over dramatic, but it's close.
Looking at the fact that this company deals with every thing technological. I don't no where to begin. Should I create a software? Write a program? Create a robot? Automobile or mobile? So many to choose from. I could make a gadget. Think Jack, think. I chant to myself as I pace back and forth. "Gosh! Why is your head so empty at twenty six Jack!" I scolded myself internally.
After much thinking and less productive result, I decided to take a break since I could spot a headache coming on.
All I can do is put in all my effort and hope for the best. Since mum isn't staying with us anymore, I had all the responsibilities dumped on my shoulders. I not only have to figure what to present, I also have to figure out how to oversee several live that would be depending on my decisions in the company, I have a child to take care of and I need to balance both on my shoulders without causing either of the shoulders to sag. It's times like this I wish I had someone other than mum to talk to...
I wouldn't claim I have an idea about how to go with all this responsibilities, but I do know I am a fighter. I would figure it out somehow. I just hope it's sooner then later.

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