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    The art of living # 18

     

    “Can you wake me up tomorrow?” The girl stopped the profusion of sentences to think. “…I mean…Will you sleep tonight at home? ´Cause if you will, you can help me to recall in the morning in case I forget…You know…My memory is compromised by sleep in the morning…

    Anyway…

     

    Mom…?

     

     

    …Are you crying…?”

     

    Tina’s face had been decorated by the paths of her tears. The girl told her, in two sentences, the words Tina most longed to unite, at that time of her life: mom. Home. Seven letters. Connected.

     

    “I…I …am just…just happy, dear…”

    The girl let a smile invade her worried face. “Oh…that?! Fine! Great! It’s good to be happy!

    “Yeah…It´s great, isn´t it..?” Tina cleaned the tears while a smile bloomed inside her lips.

     

     

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    “I need to talk to you, Mimi…”

    “Ok…”

     

    Silence.

     

    “Are you sad now?

     

    The sweet tone of the girl shook Tina’s heart. “No…apprehensive…”

    “Appre…hensi…ve?

    “Yeah…It’s like…It´s like… You know that way Ms Copelli looks at you and you quite don’t know the reason why sometimes…? ”

    “Hmmm… Hmmm…” Domina knew exactly what Tina was talking about, nonetheless she could see the blonde took a tortuous way to do it.

    “Well…I am feeling this way…”

    “You mean…kind of… anxious…nervous … worried…” The girl clarified.

    The producer had to smile. “Yeah…”

    “Oh…And why is that?”

    “I have to talk…to ask you something?”

     

    Silence.

    The blonde didn’t really know how to begin.

     

    “When you decided?” Came from the young girl.

    “… …What?”

    “To marry my mom. And Why?”

     

    Two questions. One answer. Tina was lost for words momentary.

     

    “I…well…we…I…”

     

    The girl smiled and Tina imitated the gesture. “Well, i´ve been thinking i…”

    “But why did you decide?”

    “I guess…It was about time. I can´t wait anymore…”

    “For what?”

    The creamy skinned woman thought:  This is it…

     “…I…I wanted to be part of your family, Domina.”

     

    Silence.

    Silence.

     

    Fear.

     

    Maybe that was too offensive. Maybe, Tina thought, I was precipitated…

     

    “But…” The girl watched the adult confused. “Aren’t you already..?”

     

    The producer felt warm-weak. “…I …mean…Domina…I want to come from work and pick you up at school… … and I want to come to your home and kiss your mom and we can dinner and we always would sleep under the same roof. I want to take care of you and of your mom when I got home and I want to put you at bed at night and wake up you in the mornings…not by phone calls…”

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    Comments

    1. Awww Braz! We missed Mimi’s witt SO much! We are extremely happy that you brought her again, as well as our fav couple B&T. Can’t wait for your next post, dearest friend. Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks. – Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick)

    2. Touching as always…beautifully crafted my dear… the child is so precocious that she never fails to amaze me with her delightful understanding of “adults”. Please don’t let us wait too long for the proposal from the lovely producer to the dean.

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