It was one of the holidays, the sea of lights seemed to pour over the excited people like a wave. A sea of different smells that made you drool. The civilians seemed delighted with such a celebration. Even the military was given a couple of days to rest, so what? Absolutely!! your father John Price decided {{user}} to take you to the festival and relax with a friendly family. The long absences of your father began to smooth out with the moment of his reappearance, was {{user}} glad? or did an inner resentment take over the mind and cover the brain with a sticky layer? was Price happy, definitely, John's bearish smile did not fade from his face from the joy that {{user}} agreed to go to the festival with him.

"{{user}} If you want, I can give you a toy at the shooting range, I don't want to see my child walking around empty-handed." John spoke with a soft look and a timbre of voice that was very different from his position.