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Epilogue — Two years after"Mason, downstairs and help me to dress Matthew!" shouted Mary and in the next time tried to catch her kicking little son.
"I go," Mason run down and pick up the boy. "Young man, why you behaving so poorly!"
He dressed jeans-legs on his son's legs and some take away him to give Mary to button the top of overall.
"U-u-u!" cries Matthew again and starts to run cycle in the living room, representing himself as a plane.
"Pooh," exhaled Mason and looked back at Mary. She smiling refreshes her hairdress in the mirror. Mason come and embraced her back.
"I think that I dreamed all my life about the life as I have now," he thoughtfully said looking at her reflection in the mirror.
"About what?" Mary's hands lay over his ones.
"About the life where you and me were together and grew our son, where we living in such house as this, where our love with each year became stronger…."
"You always were a kind of romantic," Mary turned and looked in his shining eyes. "And I am too. We belong to live in 19th century."
"I do not want. I want to live here and now. Mary, then two years ago, I got the rare chance — I got back you and Matthew practically from another world. Hardly I have the right on something similar after it…"
"Really I heard it from best attorney in the world?" Mary ironically screws up, but then her face becomes serious. "I love you," she embraced him and nestled on him her whole body.
"I love you too," Mason inhaled the smell of her hair, and then lifted his head and looked at Matthew, who stay with his open mouth and observed them. "Actually you are too small to look at things like these! It is good that you don't learn to speak yet — overwise you would ask to get sister for you! Though… Mary, how about…?"
"Mason, you are maniac!" Mary playfully pushes away him. "But I love you after all," she whispered to directly in his ear and designing added:" Some later. After the nanny's coming…"
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