He Is Younger Than Me

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It took me five days to be back from the city. On my way home I was worried about my store. I was afraid it must be closed in my absence. But when I arrived home, I found it open. My father was sitting at the counter managing the shop. On seeing me he smiled and asked me to go and have my tea. Customers had swarmed the shop. I have realised my father in his 80s is still younger than me .