“Don’t you mind helping me bring baskets of orange to the front of our house Heracles, Gwen? We will come to there soon after finish whole the things?” Lily spoke up from the sink. “Of course, we don’t mind. Wait for you in front of house.” said Heracles. He and Gwen stood up at one, walked toward the kitchen’s corner where the baskets of orange were placed. Each of them grabbed two baskets then went out. Pushed open the door, Heracles and Gwen walked out. The sky the time was clear with few white clouds upon their heads. Sunlight was not too hot because of wind. Heracles, Gwen made their way heading to a tree standing few steps from the house; it stood alone there. They came. Heracles laid orange baskets aside. He sat down on grass then leant his back against the tree. Gwen also put the baskets on grass then sat by Heracles. “What did you dream Heracles?” said Gwen. He turned to his friend and looked at him with curious eyes. “Nemea lion I saw it in my dream.” said Heracles short...
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