Fixing It Out

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Their voices were louder this time. Both were just shouting, not even listening to each other's words.

"Why can't you do it this time? You know, I'm sick and tired of this! We keep arguing about this and that. This can never work out. Maybe.."
"Maybe what? Divorce? You want to get divorced?" He made a giggle. "Sure! It would be my pleasure!"
"See? See? You even say those things! You want to have a separation! You bastard! I hate you!" She fell to her knees, crying. The silence was making the atmoshpere more tense. Then out of nowhere, they heard a sound.

Thud.

"What was that?" He asked, trying to locate where the sound was coming from.

Thud.

"A thief?" She shuddered, slowly pulling herself up. Then she remembered her 12-year old daughter. "Kelly?" Where's Kelly?! Oh my.. Kelly!" She ran out of the door followed by her husband.

Thud. They searched the house and failed to find their only daughter. The guy took the nearest weapon, a golf club, and tried to see what or who was making the sound. His wife was crying helplessly, worried about the kid.

"She must have.. she must have heard us. This is all your fault!" She glared at her husband, blaming the kid's disappearance to him.
"Why is it my fault?!" He shouted.
"If you just fixed the roof, we wouldn't be fighting right now! Kelly won't be missing! Oh my goodness! She must have heard about the divorce. She must have been so upset!"
"You brought the topic up! And I was so damn tired! You think it's easy fixing a friggin' roof?!" They started shouting again and stopped only when they noticed that the thudding stopped.

The door opened and when they saw who was at the door, the wife ran to hug her. The husband looked at his kid who was sweating and dirtied.

"Where in the world did you go?! We were so worried!" The wife exclamied. She noticed the kid's hands, bruised and wounded, the right hand still clutching a hammer.

The kid just smiled and said, "I fixed the roof. Now, you don't have to fight with dad."

The wife looked at her husband, sobbing. The adults were silenced by their daughter's action.

The golf club fell from the husband's hand together with his tears. He went to his wife and daughter and hugged them tightly. The three of them were silently crying.

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