His hugs were so warm and cozy. Her kisses were full of
tender love and care. He flashed his sunny grin again. She matched it with an
endearing smile. It was such a dilemma each night. In the makeshift asbestos
shelter near the construction site, a mother did not have the luxury to pick
sides.
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