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The sound of brakes of an elementary school bus was heard. Then there was the creak of the iron gate of the yard and the sound of footsteps running on the path in the middle of the lawn. There was no need for me to look at the clock on the kitchen wall. The time is a quarter past four in the afternoon. The door was open, I took off my apron and shouted: "Take off your coat, wash your hands and face. Don't throw your schoolbag on the floor in the corridor." I pushed the tissue box to the center of the table, turned around and took out the milk from the refrigerator, and the four little guys were already standing at the door of the kitchen. I said, "Good afternoon. You didn't say you had a guest. Go and change your coat, and your friend's refreshments will be ready." Thank God, they only brought one guest. I looked at the little girl. She was standing between Almina and Alsina, with her legs crossed. She was taller than the twins, but compared with the two chubby cheeks, she looked pale and thin. Armin stood a few steps behind them, chewing gum and looking at the girl's long hair.