[ TT ] `` You do what 's right . I do what 's required . ''

Sarah smiled up at her father. `` Do you ever take a break, Dad?'' 
 
 He smiled back, sitting down across from her. `` Somebody has to do what's required, love.'' 
 
 She folder her arms. `` I know. But you always work so hard... I'm sure Tim could have cleaned the shed when he came home.'' She replied. 
 
 `` Your brother Tim, he's always doing the right thing is n't he. Got a good heart that lad, but you're like me, we do what's required.'' He said. 
 
 She grinned at her father. `` But you over-do-it!'' 
 
 `` Maybe. But I wo n't always be here to look after you and Tim and so I do what I can.'' 
 
 `` Really Dad?'' She replied bluntly. 
 
 `` Okay, okay... But if something happens, I am counting on you to do what's required, alright?'' 
 
 She locked eyes with him. `` Dad.'' 
 
 He chuckled. 
 
 `` Y'know I'd never expected my little girl to grow up so fast.'' 
 
 She blushed, giggling. `` Stop it, dad. I may not be twelve any more, but I think I'll always be silly Sarah to you.'' 
 
 A warm grin spread over his face. `` Silly Sarah... and you're beautiful, just like your mother.'' 
 
 Her voice caught in her throat. He had n't brought up her mother since... 
 
 He stood. ``... I'm sorry about that. Forget I mentioned it Sarah. I'll go grab some tea for us.'' 
 
 Her father left the room, sadness creased the corners of his eyes and cheeks. 
 
 *Knock Knock* 
 
 Sarah stood moving to the front door. She could see her brother Tim through the glass pane. 
 
 She opened the door and hugged him. `` Hey Tim.'' 
 
 Tim grabbed his sister tightly. `` Hey sis. Did Aunt Viv text you?'' 
 
 She shook her head. `` What happened?'' 
 
 `` It's Dad, Sarah. He's in hospital.'' 
 
 She looked at him puzzled. `` But Tim, Dad's in the kitchen.'' 
 
 Her brother shoved past her and ran inside. 
 
 `` There's no one here, Sarah.'' He yelled. 
 
 Her stomach dropped. `` Dad...'' She whispered to herself. 
 
 

