SELF SERVICE" What a pleasant surprise, Dahlia. I'm fine, thank you, and you?”" I'm fine too. Are you going to work? Or are you already working?”" I won't be in today until thirteen o'clock, I was having a quiet breakfast here because I'm having a quiet morning.”" No kidding! Can we have lunch together?”" Sure, of course.”" I'll meet you at Galileo, is that okay?”" Dahlia, I've never been to Galileo…”" Great day to get to know the place, it's really nice there, Clara, I'm sure you'll like it.”Clara had no doubt that she would like to, but the noble restaurant and coffee shop was not in line with her meagre means. She didn't need to know that a cup of coffee at Galileo's was expensive; she could buy two packets and drink them all month long. Seeing that the girl was taking a long time to answer, Dahlia spoke up:" I'm inviting you, Clara, so the bill is on me, okay?”" All right, but may I suggest another place?”" But of course, my dear!”" So let's meet on State Avenue, you
A THREATClara wanted to tell him that she wasn't upset, but the waiter came back to their table and again Dahlia asked him for another jug of the delicious juice." He is a man and you are a woman, you are young and I didn't see that. " Dahlia continued." Dahlia, my dear, believe me, I wasn't upset and I understand you completely. I understood you that day too and I shouldn't have said what I said to you. I know him little and even then, I know that he would never get involved with me. Octavian is a man who doesn't get romantically involved with anyone, I know that and that's fine with me. I can spend hours by his side with him in complete silence and for me it's fine!”Dahlia looked at her, listening to what she was saying, her eyes so similar to her son's. She mentioned to say something else, but Clara interrupted her:“Shall we help ourselves to some food? The salad was great, now let's choose some delicacies.”Dahlia then got up and together they went to the food court.Each put
WELCOME, CLARA“ I have to go to work, Meg, and I'm not going to wear myself out with this man.”Clara took the bus to work and even though she told Megan that she wouldn't think about it anymore, she couldn't forget. Taking advantage of the fact that a passenger got off, she sat down on the unoccupied seat and listened to Gerard's audio again, still with the same nonconformity. She called, not for the first time to Dahlia, and like the previous times she had called since Gerard had called, her friend's cell phone went straight to voicemail. Megan, before she left for work, had given him the idea to call his wife and also to send her a message on Instagram. Dahlia didn't answer or reply to the message, and Clara saw that she removed the photos she had posted of the two of them at the restaurant. Very strange.Clara ran the images through her mind of the first time she had seen Dahlia, on a video call. The woman had called her from an office in her home and had gone pale when her husba
HEAD ONClara saw that there was nothing on display ready for the boy's dinner and thought it best to wait to see if he would dine with his friends in the big house or order something.She put on a kettle to heat water and prepare some tea, brewed it and took it sitting at the table. Otávio appeared exactly forty minutes later. Entering the kitchen and pouring himself a cup of tea, he sat down on the table and stared at the tablecloth where Clara's cup was resting. She remained still and laughed when he couldn't stand it and straightened it, unfolded the fold that the tablecloth was making, misaligning the symmetry.“ Thank you for talking to the others so that I could live here, Otavio. I am very happy about this. I only found out now.”“ That's fine. And you're going to live here?” “ Only if I were an idiot not to accept this offer!” She exclaimed happily. And she seemed to see his expression change, he had liked her decision. “ Why didn't you answer my good night?” I hadn't planne
KELLY'S MEMORIES“What happened to your arm, Kelly?” Clara asked her father's fiancée, and even though she was a teenager, she noticed that the woman was embarrassed. Her father was also embarrassed by the direct question.“ Oh, that? It was an accident, Clair” It was her father who answered, but after Kelly's seconds of embarrassment, she hugged him and led him into the living room. Looking at her fiancé, the little girl's father, she smiled, as a gesture that everything was all right. Then she told him:“ Clair, you know that I work with people, right? People who need help, a word of affection, help getting housing…”“Don't they have a house to live in?” asked the shocked little girl." Some don't have any, others need to leave their homes and I help them, especially when there are children, like you.”" Why should they have to leave their homes? Will I have to leave my home too?”" No, dear, of course not.” Kelly pulled her into an embrace, smiling at her naivety. “ You never have
A SHOT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WEDDINGRenato, the husband Kelly had visited earlier in the week, was there at her wedding. And he was armed. Drunk and armed.David, an innocent and curious child, Bore's youngest son, was standing next to the deranged man.It was David who started screaming when Renato shot up. Some guests thought it was some kind of joke, part of the wedding. Kelly, in her beautiful cream dress, not at all adorned like a bride's. She had chosen a simple brocade dress with a high collar. What she didn't give up was her gloves. She had always thought brides wearing gloves were beautiful; hers was white and delicate, only one shade lighter than her dress, almost cream, ice white, her nails were well done, and a low heeled sandal with toes sticking out, matched her dress perfectly. Kelly was as white as her gloves, even though she was so well made up, the makeup didn't help at the moment, the colour ran from her face. The man with the gun was looking for her amidst the fort
I HATE STUDYING!In the middle of the night or early morning, Bore appeared in the hospital room with a bag containing clean clothes for his wife. He lay next to his daughter for a few minutes, telling her how strong and brave she was, and the daughter took the opportunity to hold on to her father and receive the manners he offered her, said she loved him, and when she woke up a few hours later, Kelly was with her, lying comfortably next to her and stroking her hair.“ You know what you did was dangerous, don't you, little princess? ” The low, caring voice. “ But that's what saved our lives.”“ Why did he show up there, Kelly, and why was he so nervous?” Her voice was firmer now.“ Remember I told you about the family I went to help, the wife and children who were suffering?”“ I remember. You got them out of the house.”“ The husband, who came to the house with the gun, is the wife's husband and he was nervous and blamed me for the wife leaving.”“ But it's his fault, he was the one
A SURREAL EVENT.The visit of her father and brothers cheered the girl up even more. Even more so when the brothers recreated her attack on Renato. They enlarged what actually happened, making her look like Batman, and the father and stepmother laughed too hard at the three of them and their exaggerations.“ I think Clara should choose where we go on vacation, she is the hero, isn't she?” said Luca, as they decided where they would travel to, and everyone agreed that it would be up to her to decide where her vacation would be next week.“ Cyclone Park!” She shouted, giving the idea of where she would like to go before they took away her right to choose. The two brothers jumped for joy in the hospital room and an angry nurse, who had just taken over, entered the room demanding silence. Clara was discharged late in the afternoon and her father picked her up. A prescription for medications that would help with the pain, medicine to avoid a possible infection, and relief she was going