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The day Alex was going home they got up excited and went to get him. They arrived at the hospital and went to the room to wait for the doctor to sign the medical release.

-Hi, aunts.

-Hi my love! - said Irene and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

-Hi dear! - Tamara said and gave him a kiss on the head.

-I'm leaving today?

-Let's wait for the doctor to arrive, okay? He will tell you if you can go.

The doctor came and said:

-Alex, do you want to leave?

-I want.

-So I'm going to sign this paper here and you can go.

-Yeah!!

The doctor signed and handed the document over to them.

-Thank you so much for everything, doctor!

-Goodbye. Have a good day. - He said and left the room.

-Okay Alex. Let's go? - said Irene.

-Let's go!

Tamara picked him up and the three of them went to the car smiling. When Tamara started the car, Alex said:

-Aunt, is I going to my house?

-You are going to our house.

-Eeeeeee

When they got there, Irene got him out of the car and he ran for the toys in the garden.

- It doesn't look like he was hospitalized. Look at his disposition! - Said Tamara.

- It's proof that he's healed. - Tamara kissed - Thanks to mom!

-In a way he is my son, my blood is running in his veins. - Tamara said and was moved.

-He has his blood and he's blond. There was no way to be more perfect, a son really ours.

They let him play in the yard until lunchtime. So, Irene went to call him.

-Alex, come and eats.

-Can I play more lately?

-Yes.

They sat at the table to eat, and when they finished, Alex asked:

-I'm leaving today, aunt?

-Tam, better to talk, right?

-I think so.

-Alex, comes here. - She picked it up and sat it on her lap. - Remember that you asked Aunt Tamara to sleep here every day?

Alex shook his head.

-Do you want to live with us?

-I want.

-So my love, Aunt Tamara and I are going to be your mothers.

-Mothers?

-IS. You are our son now. - Irene said almost crying.

-You can call us mom, okay? - Tamara said, touched. - If you want to.

-OK.

-Son, we love you very, very, very! - gave several kisses on his face. - You are our baby.

-You play with me?

-Of course. What do you want to play with?

-Ball.

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