"Adi, have you finished your homework?" Sarah's voice reverberated through the modest apartment, cutting through the quiet hum of the late afternoon. She had just returned from her job, the fatigue evident in the lines etched on her face as she found her son, Adam, engrossed in a pile of toys strewn across the living room floor."Mum, I'm playing now," Adam responded, his attention still fixed on the colorful array of toys before him.Sarah sighed softly, the weariness of the day settling heavily upon her shoulders. "Adam, you know you have to finish your homework first," she gently reminded him, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation."But it's finished already," Adam replied casually, finally tearing his gaze away from his toys to meet his mother's tired eyes.Sarah's eyebrows shot up in surprise, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten as she processed her son's words. "But you just got back from school. When did you finish it?" she asked, a mixture of disbelief and curiosity co
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