Breakfast Time.
I finish crunching my last crust of honey-and-butter toast.
"Can I have another piece?", I ask Daddy, who at that moment takes a bite from his own toast.
"Whasthemagicwordmf?", he asks.
"Please!", I reply, and then think to myself, "Should Daddy be teaching me manners with his mouth full?"
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