Rita was whistling the tune of a very dear chanson as she was unlocking the door and thinking of an appropriate treat for her little sister: she was almost daydreaming of the two idyllically going over the schoolwork, and, if Melanie had indeed absorbed it to a satisfactory level, might not the two have some sororal quality time over ice cream? The thing is, Rita wasn't even very fond of ice cream, but she thought it would be such a fitting gesture to demonstrate how lovely their relationship could be & how rewarding patient, thorough hard work could be. For her as well, in putting up with Melanie's attitude recently. She was confident the girl was going to see the light: which would mean sweetness and light for both. In truth, Rita was a romantic at heart, enamoured of a stable, harmonic atmosphere of mutual respect ... who says that two sisters, if they are sensible, ought to hate each other?
"Young lady, where on earth do you think you're going?", a flabbergasted Rita exclaimed unexpectedly meeting Melanie face to face just at the point of entry, and, as it would appear, her kid sister's planned departure.
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