"Oh ,hey ,Veruca ,sweetie ! It's been a very long time since we've talked on the phone." ,said Mr.Salt ,with a warm chuckle.

"Anyway,Daddy,there is something I need to tell you.", began Veruca.

"Go on,I'm listening.",Said Mr.Salt softly.

"Do you remember Mike ,from the chocolate factory ,a long time ago? Remember Daddy,right?" asked Veruca.

"That dummy? The one who got shrunk in a TV set?",guessed Mr.Salt.

"Yeah,that's him.",answered Veruca.

"Why are we talking about him?", asked Mr.Salt.

"Well,his parents kicked him out of his house! Soooo,I'm letting Mike stay at my place.",spoke Veruca as quickly as she could.

.Salt turned silent.

"Daddy?", asked Veruca. Mr.Salt was still silent. "Are you going to say something Daddy?", asked Veruca.

"Oh ,um ,yes ..what was that again?", asked Mr.Salt.

"I am telling you that I have let Mike stay at my place.", repeated Veruca again.

"Okay,so?",asked Mr.Salt.

"So what?",asked Veruca.

"So, Mike is staying with you?",asked Mr.Salt.

"Well,I wanted to help him ,and ,give him a place to stay. I chose my place.", said Veruca.

"That was a nice thing for you to do, Veruca. I'm proud of you that you did that.", said Mr.Salt.

"Wait, you're not mad?", askedVeruca.

"No,not at all.",said Mr.Salt.

"Thanks,Daddy.",gushed Veruca.

"Love you Veruca.", said Mr.Salt.

"Love you ,too.",said Veruca.

Mr.Salt and Veruca both said bye to each other. Veruca hung up the phone. Veruca looked up at the sky and realized that it was getting dark. It was the perfect time for her to go back in the house where it was safe and ,now, had warmth it didn't have before.