[A small gleam of light it reflected from a half-open door at the other side of the kitchen, and from the look of the flowery carpet seen from their angle, it's the little girl's room.
Her voice can be heard now and then from the gardens, laughing and giggling in joy. The father seems a bit frustrated at this, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he tries to concentrate on the books.
There are no signs of a mother in the house or any other children.]
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Her voice can be heard now and then from the gardens, laughing and giggling in joy. The father seems a bit frustrated at this, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he tries to concentrate on the books.
There are no signs of a mother in the house or any other children.]