When morning came about Clara was already up. She was always an early riser. She opened her window to let some air in, she looked down and saw John playing with the kids in the garden. She couldn't help but smile, at that moment he looked up and waved at her to come and gabung them. She signaled that she's been there in five minuets. After getting dressed and sorting her hair, she joined them in the garden.
'Morning Mr Smith.'
'Morning Miss Oswald.'
'Call me Clara.'
'As long as anda call me John.' At that moment the children came rushing over to Clara.
'Morning Amy, Tim.'
'Morning Miss. What took you...
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