I arrived at 7:00 in the evening. The house was full of blue and silver balloons. I heard children’s laughter inside. I rang the doorbell with my heart pounding hard. Robert opened the door. He didn’t smile.
“Mom, what are you doing here?”
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I arrived at 7:00 in the evening. The house was full of blue and silver balloons. I heard children’s laughter inside. I rang the doorbell with my heart pounding hard. Robert opened the door. He didn’t smile.
“Mom, what are you doing here?”
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