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The child grabbed the book and threw it on the sofa. Scared, the cat ran away.
One hour later, coming back at home, Lena, the mother, found the book and opened it at page 111.
She finished the novel and thought:” My son has no patience. He is reading this since more than half year”.
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The boy entered the library and looked for a chair to climb on.
“I have to find it!” he said.
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Lena was speaking on phone when the postman rang to the door. He was bringing a package. She was going to open it but suddenly she stopped.” It’s not nice. The package belongs to him, so I’ll wait.”

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“All right, mom! Let’s talk if you want to: I can’t finish any book because I am waiting for the characters to take chances. Their lives finish so fast and I can’t stand it”.

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