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Months later. ”Bring that house, honey,” I tell Toni. We were starting to unpack in our new house. It was a beautiful residence in Iowa, here was most of my family. And here I would study the university. There were three weeks left to enter. "This is the last one," he tells me, putting the last box on the floor. "Daddy, daddy, the boy next door told me he was ugly," Hillary tells her father. "But you're not ugly, you're very pretty," he replies. He had noticed that Hillary talked more since he was with us. I was more cheerful. And that made me feel good. "Do you think I'm ugly, Fabiana?" The little girl asks me hanging on my legs. "Of course not." You are a little Ada and the ADAS are pretty. Very pretty, ”I say giving him a little squeeze in his little nose. She laughed and ran outside. "Broadlying!" Says a familiar voice entering our new house. It's tai. "Tai!" What a surprise - I hurry to hug her. He already has the biggest belly. Maybe it's about seven months old. "I wouldn't miss