"What a rude man," Julia thought as she continued walking down the street towards her home. She walked down the pavement and entered the porch of a house built with wood and painted white. She looked inside the house from the window, trying to sneak in. "Julia, come inside," came her mother's voice, "I know you are standing there. Julia squeezed her eyes and pursed her lips. She opened the front door, which was not locked, and entered the house. "Good morning, ma'am," Julia said with her hands behind her back. Her mother was sitting on the sofa reading a book with her eyeglasses on. She didn't lift her head to look at Julia standing almost behind her. "Where are you coming from?" Julia's mother asked, her eyes still fixated on the book she was reading. "Er...ma'am, I... I," Julia stammered, scratching the back of her neck. Her mother closed the book she was reading and, removing her glasses, turned halfway to look at Julia. She frowns and gets up to look at the dress Julia is w
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