Bon called out to me in a small voice. When I turned around, my youngest daughter was happily kicking her arms and legs on the playmat. Bon was standing next to her ...
As I was cleaning up after dinner, my younger daughter stood in the middle of the living room. She clasped her hands behind her back and puffed out her chest. It seemed a recital was about to begin.
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