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Mom: Yes, baby. When you have a family, you will do that too. It's a joy to me.

Tone grimaced.

Tona: Noooo, I will never be a wife and a mother. I don't want to learn to cook !! Beee …

The mother patted her daughter's ear.

Mom: You should at least clean your room. Wife and mother. – Mom laughed, and immediately caught herself – Oh, yes! Delicious! Look, these are raspberry pancakes, as you like. – Tona's mother pushed the plate with still hot and terribly deliciously smelling pancakes closer to Tona.

Tona: Mmmm! Maaaama. Adore! – the girl kissed her mother on the cheek and sat down on a chair, immediately starting to eat.

Mom hurriedly left the kitchen, apparently so as not to interfere with her daughter's cheeks and not to embarrass her.

The daughter took a book from the table, which was opened on the 45th page.

It said:

“If you swear allegiance to someone, then you have no right to betray. If you promise to be loyal all your life, then now it is your duty that you ca

Hmm. Debt? What is this about?

Tona unfolded the cover so that you could see the author and title of the book.

“Marcus Woller. Dreams and Their Consequences ”. – read the inscription on the cover of the book.

Hmm. Clear.

Tona: I have no idea what the author was thinking, who writes about dreams in the context of devotion and fidelity. Dreams are freedom! Love! Joy! Is not it so?

Tona finished her pancakes and went to her room. She had two options for how to spend time before di

Tona said it almost out loud, and began to fold the scattered things.

Scene 3

Tona's room. She is sleeping. In her head, in a dream, a woman's voice sounds: Thought – This is the extreme point in the universe. I am the daughter of the begi

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