the three children were playing in the man lawn, with a tricycle , the fight began , it was some kind of war to prove their point, she looked at them , her husband had come home, the servant had opened the main gate , as the car drove silently into the porch all the kids rushed calling out papa-papa and hugged him tightly, the man was tired yet a look of pleasure at seeing his kids was there, he embraced them all gathering them into his arms
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