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Slurp.
After five minutes watching dad slowly and noisily drink his tea, I was ready to throttle kittens. "Dad... please." Looking up mid slurp, he smiled. "Sorry, don't realize I'm doing it anymore." Suddenly, he started crying. "D'ya remember, your mother told me off every time..." Choking back the tears, I poured two brimming cups. 55 Word Story Contest **Winner**
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