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    As they both sat kwa the fire, talking about their lives, it was so nice to count. And Miguel though her a perfect lady..
    "I snuck away, my father won't even notice. I just know he won't..." she continued. She just looked plain depressed.
"So, wewe and your father almost never talk? Me and my father where close, as far as I can remember." Miguel said. "But I don't remember much..." He looked down to his watch. "This is what my father gave to me on my 5th birthday. Just before they died..." he continued.
        "Oh,...