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  • He was drenched when he heard the front door being opened… Karen stopped a few steps from him…
    “Why under the rain?” while staring at him in silence… He ran toward her, took her hand, dragging her outside… He felt eighteen again, like then, while repeating the gesture of the Titanic.
    “Are you crazy?” she exclaimed.
    “Hush!” he enjoined.
    “I have to tell you something …”
    “It’s important….”
    “I’m expecting!”
    And it was then that he brusquely returned to the present, and all he could do was hope that that baby would choose a Kamile.
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