#6, a tribute to A/ROMA

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I still remember those sounds,
though I can't describe them, they were short lived chimes, just like our short loved happiness.

As the doctor spoke to our mom, she gleefully and slowly walked out of the room. Our beautiful mom, with that wide and peaceful smile.
With great excitement she delivered the news to our dad.
And thus the happiness was short lived, as he stormed out with disgust, turning that big smile into a bigger frown.
I still remember that day. Oh! How I felt so lucky to have gotten you ! As mom described you, the best thing ever, you are my sweet little sister !

And though our old man stayed sulky for two weeks, for not having found the son he had always wanted.

Our mom had found the most precious and adorable; her minion.

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