Of Mice and Man
A routine he knew all too well. Phillip would wake up at six thirty in the morning and get out of bed slowly to make sure he did not wake his wife. He took a quick shower, and then opened his closet to see a line of lab coats all hung neatly and ready to wear, grabbing the whitest one. He then headed back to bed to kiss his wife on his cheek before he get to the kitchen and make breakfast. It is normally Omelet Tuesday, but he wanted to surprise his wife and daughter with blueberry chocolate pancakes.
Just as Phillip was about to leave for work, little footsteps approached from behind. Have fun at work Daddy! yelled May as she charged to her father for a hug. The footies on her Ratatouille pajamas almost made her slip on the varnished floor as she dashed towards him.
You have to quiet down, Boo. Mommy is still sleeping, whispered Phillip as he quickly turned around and kneeled to catch his daughter in full stride. Boo was a nickname he gave to his da