She meditated long and carefully upon her letter to her father before she wrote it, and gravely and deliberately again before she despatched it. The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of tears. He would never recognize me now. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. “I’m sorry. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft cloud through a golden sky. Let me see now. Fifty in advance. After all, that was life. My Dad doesn’t want it necessarily, but he realizes that if he doesn’t give my 185 Mom this one it’s divorce for sure.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM3LjE2MS4yNTEgLSAwOS0wNi0yMDI0IDE5OjI1OjQ4IC0gMjAwNjUyOTc1NA==
This video was uploaded to brazilian-portuguese-translator.info on 07-06-2024 22:39:47
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8 - Resource Map: 9 - Resource Map: 10 - Resource Map: 11 - Resource Map: 12