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“Mama, where are we going?”
“Shh, you’ll find out soon…”
“But I wanna know!”
“We’re going to meet a friend of mine, Chau. Now calm down.”, Eliava scolded quietly, carrying the child with one arm as her other hand was holding onto the older, quieter child. She was visiting Feli for their kids’ scheduled play-date, and it would be good for the children to meet someone their age with Tien’s rather strict standards for friends. She felt her son’s grip on her hand tighten as they approached the Italian house, trying to soothe him somehow. “Don’t worry, Mdinare. He’s nice and has children your age.”
“But Mama, what if he’s a capitalist?”
“He’s not going to convert you to capitalism, don’t worry…”
“If you say so…”
“Come on, put a smile on your face.”, She murmured softly, walking up to the door. “Chau, sweetie, want to knock on the door to let him know we’re here?” The younger daughter of the Georgian lifted her hand and knocked on the door, grinning quite broadly. Now to wait and see if Feli was home…






