Chapter 52 - CHAPTER FIFTY ONE

IT HAD been a few hours worth of playing with toys when Adda and Ben came out of the little brother’s room, called by the stern tone of their mother, who seemed to be more serious since she arrived home. They hurried to prepare the table so that they could have dinner soon and not allow the food to grow cold. On one hand, Adda was relieved because the dinosaur war game had become quite exhausting and her little brother kept attacking her fingers with the hard toys instead of the actual character she was playing. Even if, maybe, she would have preferred to do something else with Ben before eating.