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I loved the childhood

Chapter 3 looks

Word Count: 1225    |    Released on: 25/03/2024

drivers to pick up your things to bring to the house.

ears taking care of the children. — But, will we still be friends? — She curved her face a little as she asked and my heart watered. When we are lonely, we long for friendship, or anything that resembles security. Salete and I met here at the pension, I was a day laborer at the time, and she worked on the street, making paintings and selling them on the sidewalks of the city. Like me, she was an orphan, and like me, she managed as best she could. — Of course, Salete. Because who am I going to see on my days off? Let's always talk on WhatsApp. Her smile made me focus on putting my things away again. I didn't have much. But with the contract value I received that afternoon showing my new salary, clearly living on little would be a thing of the past. I was already starting to plan to buy some things, save the money for when I moved out... God, it would be incredible to be able to rent an apartment, have my own kitchen, my own bathroom! — So, tell me... What's the house like? I stopped packing things again. This time I sat on the bed because I wanted to talk. I wanted to share all my expectations. — It’s a dream house, the kind you see in movies — I said. - And the kids? — They're... well-mannered — I pointed out. — I couldn't talk to the girl properly, she seemed shy, but the boy was... — my heart accelerated at the memory. — He was so... — So what? — I can't say. His father told me that he needs to be educated strictly because he will be a count and, I believe, that is how all the men in the house are educated. I believe his father was raised like that too. “It looks sad.” Her voice was low. Yes, it was sad. The boy's gaze held a need that touched my heart. I suppressed the feeling because I desperately needed this job, but it would be difficult to maintain a distant relationship with Igor. He seemed to be missing love, and I was willing to give it to him. However, he could not go against his father's wishes. - And the mother? — Salete continued. - How it is? — I didn't see her. From

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