They went for a walk with their bicycles and their glittering uniforms Sunday. It's sunny. A gentle breeze. Everything perfect!
At one point he decides to cross the street. Go through quickly, without worrying if she manages to pass. It 's like what's on the other hand was more important than anything else.
She remains there, on his red bicycle and watch the cars whizzing fast. It failed to pass.
he now expected, even a little impatiently.
You always give me a hand when we cross a dangerous road.
You must bring with you the other side.
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