It is really a lovely place to live, and the sound of the ocean is so relaxing. My room is on the second floor, in the room my mother used to stay in. The second story is actually two bedrooms one full bath and a library/study. One of the bedrooms is for my room, and the second is a play room, with all my toys in it.
When I got home from school, Mother told me that Ameen (my father) had come, and he had gone out to find a job. he was going to stay with us for a while. This was kind of sudden to me, but then I had only met him once and did not have a very good impression of him that time. He did not even seem to care that I existed when we visited him in Egypt. Maybe he changed his mind? As usual, since he was still out searching for jobs, I sat and did my homework so i could stay on the honor roll. While I did that, Mother brought down a special present for me, something my father brought with him. He had gotten me a little stove to cook cupcakes and cookies in. That was a very nice gesture, maybe he had changed his mind about having a family.
When I got home, Mother told me it was time for bed. She said she was sorry, and knew I wanted to wait up for Ameen but tomorrow was a school day, and she did not know when he would be back. She went upstairs with me, to tuck me in. While she was putting me to bed, she asked me if I would have a problem with my father staying with us. I told her I did not have a problem with it, as long as she was happy.