"Maria, come help handle the children." Jacinta, Adam's wife, called the maid who wasted no time in appearing at the doorway. "Mom," Birdie, the younger one scowled, running behind Jacinta. "What's it? I told you after lessons…" "Diner, bath then sleep." She cried. "Then what?" "I don't want to go with Maria. She said she won't talk to me again." She cried, using her little palm to wipe her face. Maria was chuckling at the show Birdie was putting up. Being the younger one, she always wanted things to be done her way even when she had been warned not to. Earlier that day, Maria had just finished bathing Birdie and her brother. She wanted to dress them up for school but Birdie refused, saying she wanted to dress herself. In the process of trying to pick up her clothes, she fell face-first to the floor but luckily for her, the children's room floor was padded so she didn't sustain any injury. To make her stay in place, Maria threatened to report her to Jacinta only for he
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