(I turn my head to the familiar voice and my face lights up, 'It is her, it really is (your name)! I do the math and think, 'Did she move on quickly or are these my boys?' 'They look like me so, they are?' Then I remember the day you left, but now you're back!) (i stand up, pick you up and place a kiss on your forehead, like a lost dog who found his owner) It really is you! And they? Vico and Vince? are they,... mine?
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