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The child

When Daren* was 1 year old his father went to Switzerland to give a better life to his child and wife. One year later, his mother joined his father in Switzerland, leaving toddler Daren with his grandparents. It was an happy time. His grandparents lived in a small village in the interior of Portugal. A place where even toddlers could play in the street, and where all the neighbors know each other. His grandparents loved him very much and he loved them as well. He used to say to his grand mother: "my mother is not hear so, you are my mother". His parents missed him a lot. once his mother had a dream that he was dawning in the well his grandfather has in the back of the house. It was so real to her that she had to telephone to make sure he was well, and only after she heard him, she could relax.  A year passed by, summer came as well as his parents came in vacations. Daren was well treated with his grandparents but they missed him so much that they take him with them t...