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The story of three: chapter one
Chapter 1.
The 5th of July was a very summer day. As always during summer holydays the girls spent the whole afternoon in the swimming pool. Jean was catching the water ball Jelea and Jemika threw at her. The girls were laughing, screaming. They had a lot of fun, while Marshall was grilling some sausages and pork ribs for dinner. Devan, their mother went inside to call someone. She than returned with a watermelon. The girls imideatly ran to her and almost ripped out the table with watermelon out of her hands. They still laughed and screamed. Jean spit her melon cores far away. Both twins tried to bet her, but couldn't spit half as far as she. Marshall watched them silently until he finished grilling the last ribs. Than he also toke one melon bit and spit the core away. All girls laughed cause Marshall's core fell imideatly to the ground. After they finished with the watermelon they returned to the pool to swim a bit more before dinner. Only at 9:30 when it went dark outside they sat down to eat. They were still laughing and talking. At first nobody noticed the strange woman on the street that was starring at them. Devan noticed her, when she went to bring the dessert, a nice soft vanilla pudding she had maid, but totally ignored her. They had many curious neighbors in their streets. Only when she did not left after half an hour Jean asked, if the woman was mental sick. The twins laughed, but Marshall reminded them with a look, that they should not say bad words about strangers. When Devan stood up to aks if the woman got lost, she went away herself. Which made the girl's laugh again. They ran into their room to get ready for bed. While Devan sat close to her husband. He noticed that she looked very worried
"The woman. It was her!"
"You recognized her too?"
"What do you think she want? Do you think she wants to see her?"
"I don't like it at all."
"Dont worry. She for sure was just interested"
He stood up to help Devan to take the plates back to the kitchen.
Devan followed him with the empty salad bowl.
She was defenitly worried but the loud laughter of the girls forced her to forget about the woman went up and calm the girls down. She stayed in their room, untily Marshall went up with a book to read a bit for the girls and to talk with them, about their day. Devan didn't went down. She listened through the half open door how the girls were asking him questions, how Marshall than said good night to them and how he kissed their feet as ususally. Of course nether of them could guess, that it would be one of the last times Marshall would kiss the feets of all three of them, like he did it since they were born...