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She drummed her fingers nervously on the table as she finished her maths homework. She was nearly done with all her homework but had saved some just in case. Her siblings were playing around her and now she did what she did best occasionally, pretend to do homework. She knew it would be highly beneficial later that night if she was caught.She glanced at the watch 5 p.m. Any minute now he would walk in the door and she would have maybe 2 hours before she risked getting caught. Her siblings were pestering her to play and she put on a grim face and asked them to leave for she had to study, she even reprimanded her sister for not getting homework done on time.Her sister for her part made a face and scampered off to play. The ringing doorbell had her running towards the door as quick as lightening. She flung the door open to see her partner in crime standing there. She glanced up at him with hope in her eyes and the mischievous gleam in them didnt disappoint. Flinging her arms around his legs, for that is about how tall she was, she stood there hugging him before she heard her mother approach.He quickly slipped her the contraband merchandise and she hid it behind her back and snuck back to her study table. Her books and items were quickly rearranged with the contraband safely tucked within her history text book as she began reading. The noise around her faded and the world was a distant memory as she absent mindedly nodded occasionally to her mother's words and her sister's demands.She lost track of time and didnt hear the doorbell ring again. She didnt hear her sister animatedly talking to their father and she didnt hear the him come into the room and stand above her head to see what she was so studiously reading. It was a bit of a surprise when he yanked the book and stood fuming. Her mother stood shocked and her siblings giggling behind their mother.She had been reading the monthly edition of Chandamama hidden safely within the confines of her history book. Her dad fumed, "I thought no reading this till exams are over?""But I studied all day." she tried to argue"What I dont understand is how she got her hands on this to begin with." asked her confused mother.Her siblings volunteered, "Who else but Dada would spoil her?"Her parents nodded in agreement, for it was always her partner in crime, her grandfather who spoiled her, bringing her all the books her voracious reading appetite could devour, even during exams week and even when her father deemed them contraband. Who else would spoil her, who else indeed?