Chapter 5. This is how our family works.

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At Laurent's house, Lilo did not take her eyes off the rearview mirror, carefully examining her uncle. The girl is almost four years old, and she saw Uncle Laurent only a couple of times in her short life. Larry smiled warmly as he watched the concentrated expression on his little daughter's face. Sometimes she would turn her head and scrutinize Papa, immediately returning her attention to her uncle. During the whole trip, Lilo could not identify the differences between her dad and uncle.

The twins got out of the car and into the underground parking under Laurent's house. As soon as Larry got Lilo out of the car, the girl practically jumped into her uncle's arms, hugging him tightly. Laurent hugged his niece tightly, barely holding back tears of emotion. His heart ached with anguish. After all, his daughter is the same age as his niece, but he hardly sees her often. The girl's mother is a real witch who has chosen the meaning of life to tear Laurent's heart out of her chest at every opportunity. Laurent was increasingly leaning towards the plan Bruce, his accountant, to just shoot the damn bitch and take the daughter for himself. But Laurent has decided to give the legal way a chance. through the court.

The baby was completely delighted with the new room where she will now live. She laughed merrily and ran from object to object, examining her.

Once all the hustle and bustle of moving and sorting things had settled down and things were in place, their evening became like a married couple's routine.

Lilo played in her new room, still deciding which toys to put where. Her soft singing was muffled by the half-open door. Laurent, in the same plush suit, continued to read a book on the sofa; the television murmured, which from time to time attracted the attention of Larry, who was busy preparing dinner.

- Uncle Lo-lo! - Lilo stood in front of Laurent holding a brown bag with a red cross in the middle.

- What is it, princess? - Lo lowered the book, turning all his attention to his niece.

- What is it? – girl with difficulty lifted the bag from the floor.

- This is my bag for ... treating people . - Lauren shrugged uncertainly. A little girl should not know that he is more likely to earn money in this way than to save people. Because if his patients had less than five hundred euros, he would not even squint his eyes to assess the patient's condition. Still, he grew up among shit and dirt, and not among a flower field with blue skies and singing birds.

- Are you a doctor? - The little girl widened her eyes in surprise, her small mouth, so similar to their own, acquired a perfectly round shape.

Lo smiled from the top of his head, trying not to laugh. Too funny face turned out. And it looks too much like Larry.

- Will you show me what's there? - she asked almost in a whisper.

- Go here. - Laurent sat the baby next to him on the sofa, turning to her with his whole body, and, putting the bag on his knees, began to take out various objects from there and tell what they were for.

Larry, grunting with suppressed laughter, set the table. For the first time in a very long time, he was truly happy. And now he was ready to do anything to keep this family in such a peaceful and happy calm. There was a growing desire within him to have as many of these evenings as possible. Only Mailina was missing, but not all wishes come true at once.

Over dinner, Lilo decided to share her plans for the future.

- I want to be a doctor like Uncle Lo- lo! - She said confidently, chewing on a piece of lasagna. The twins gasped and coughed at the same time, trying not to die.

- Baby, what do you mean? - asked Larry, who was the first to find an opportunity to talk.

- I also want to treat people and help them, like Uncle Lolo! - Lilo clarified, not understanding either the reaction of her uncle and dad or the need to clarify the question.

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