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Happy family When I was 51 I had an affair with dancer She didn`t want the baby and gave it to me. Can you imagine? The village women rallied around A thought is how to change nappies. I also had to take in a dog no one wanted because it was aggressive, not a bit of it she had a purpose in life protecting me and the baby. Years passed and when she was six she began school I drove her there but had to sit outside so she could see me, later that day we drove into town to buy suitable clothes what I picked out she didn`t like so I left her to it. I heard a scream; she was in a panic I was not there picked her up she clung to me and said: daddy never leave me. We were a happy little family the doom-struck her mother came back and claimed the child there was little could do, so dog went behind the sofa sulking I sat on the sofa drinking wine. Life goes on the dog and I went for walks that got shorter and shorter as she was quite elderly had a white snout and sagging stomach and was grumpy in the morning. One day I went into town when coming back she had died. I borrowed a spade to dig a hole but had no strength Bu I saw two big sandstones leaning toward each other Forming a grotto I put her in there. As I said year’s passes when I was 71 I needed surgery Think it is called a bypass, sitting there with a tube in my stomach There was a knock on the door and in came my daughter Cried as I have never cried before, she was studying to become a doctor. When I was feeling better I wanted to take the bus home. She would hear nothing of it And arranged for an ambulance, she was in charge a right bossy little madam, of course, she had a job in Faro but she visited me every other day, telling me what to do. Then she got a posting in Cascais and with my new wife, we moved there. Her mother had said she was not my real daughter, like I, should care she is mine nothing can separate us, but I wish she hadn`t been so bossy.

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