New Start

The day was cool, winter was approaching, some passers-by were already using thin coats to protect themselves from the cold winds, a family composed by three people was standing in front of an old architecture building, its walls had a light yellow tone with brown details to hire in a harmonic way with the huge wooden door that allowed the access to the place, beside the wooden door two big size suitcases were placed and then the family united in an embrace that showed a great sorrow, The embrace was composed of a couple clearly around fifty years old, a great sign of this were the few white hairs that both had in their equally brown hair, hair that contrasted completely with the young woman who received the embrace, the hair in a tone of copper red clearly dyed to the sun to gain the orange tone, their heights were not so contrasting, the women had around one meter seventy and the man had no more than one eighty. 

 - Take care Cath, anything you want you can call me anytime you want, I'm always available for you my daughter, I have some friends in town and they can help you if you have any problems - The father said kissing his daughter's forehead. 

 - The mother commented giving her daughter a tight hug and then going to her husband's side.  

 - I would never be embarrassed to call you, but rest assured, if I have a problem you are my first options - The daughter replied in a choked voice and then headed towards the door of the building - Now is the time to go up, you have a long trip, do not forget to let me know when you get home.

 - The father then waved going to the car which was parked at the curb nearby, the mother did the same waving to her daughter and getting into the car seat, the couple then left without wanting to make more ceremony, the longer they stayed there knew that the more painful it would be. 

Now there was no turning back, she cleaned the tears from her face and entered the building with an old facade, in her right hand she had the keys to both the entrance gate and her apartment, the first thing that she found when she entered the lobby were the flights of stairs that she had to climb, when she started she thanked the years she spent in the gym to have the strength and physique to climb up with her bags at once. She decided to live on the third floor, since the apartments on the second floor were almost twice as expensive. She was very lucky that the owner of the apartment was a friend of her mother's from her college days and that the former inhabitant of the apartment had left a few household appliances behind so that she could save the little money she had in her savings account for this move, Even though her parents promised to help her financially in the first moment of this journey, she didn't think it was a good idea to keep asking them for money for everything, according to her contract her initial salary would be quite low for a lawyer, but for a person who was starting her life now it was more than enough, She still wouldn't receive any commissions for her work, at least until she was completely hired by her boss who, even looking on the internet and talking to some of his colleagues, came to the conclusion that he was a tough guy with vast knowledge, she managed to access some cases he worked on and even found his personal account on social networks, of course she didn't add him, it was a way to try to get to know him better and was amazed to learn that he wasn't one to use them, there were few things there that could make her understand what she was getting into, so she had to stick to the comments that people made about him.

Her last week at her parents' house had been summarized in solving bureaucratic problems and saying goodbye to the few friends she had, meanwhile her father anticipated her move to the maximum, Ana, her mother worked in the administrative part of a hospital so she couldn't get free time to help her husband, her father, Antonio was a professor at the same college where Catherine had studied law, so with her graduation also came his vacation since not one class would be applied for the next weeks, so his daughter's move came to be the only issue he had to solve, she would arrive at her apartment with the furniture in place, hydraulic problems fixed and market purchases made and properly organized in the cabinets, he left a little of himself in every little thing he did for her.

Returning to the present, the young girl opened the door of her small apartment and could soon see the kitchen-room where there were some cardboard boxes with her belongings that she herself had asked her father to leave there for her to organize as she thought more practical, looking from the outside the place couldn't even give a good definition for that room, she preferred to say that it was an open concept kitchen, but if it wasn't for the furniture that her father had already arranged, that place would just be a concrete square with a sink and cabinets behind a door, her father had done a great job in arranging it, even though she had given him directions on where she wanted things, he had managed to make everything even better, looking to the left you could see a two-seater sofa right below a window with white lacy curtains chosen by her mother, a TV set stuck on the wall and a rustic wooden coffee table that her father made for her based on an old coffee table she had as a child, behind the door there was literally a table where she could have her meals, even though everyone knew she would use that table as a mess-holder, a little more to the side of the table she could see the sink, the stove, the refrigerator, and when she entered the apartment to look at it from another angle she could see that the table there was really set up to be a mess-holder since there wouldn't be more than one person eating there, the person who opened the door of the house would end up hitting any other person who was sitting at the end and the other side was leaning against the sink, so two places at that table had been eliminated, there was really no way to know if the father was a genius for knowing that his daughter was a mess or if he had done it on purpose so she wouldn't receive visitors, a heavy sigh came with a brief smile, her father was incredible at doing all that for her, she wanted to see what else he had done so she decided to go towards the other two doors there, one would be the bathroom/laundry room and the other the bedroom, at least the bathroom was a good size, a window positioned above the washing machine, at least her father had installed a curtain of thick material so that no one would see her taking a bath or doing her needs, the box was made of glass and had a high wall, which came almost to the middle of her legs, where was advertised a bathtub, she accepted with open heart that advertisement, it was not misleading or anything, she could really take a bath there and because it was a big box she would not need to shrink all, Catherine decided to leave the bathroom but ended up noticing something different from the last time she was there two weeks ago, looking more carefully she could notice that there was insulfilm on the window panes, she didn't have that before, probably her father put it on so she could have more privacy, that man really was amazing, she thought. 

Finally came her room, the place where she could sleep and leave her clothes, which was clearly as small as the rest of the place, we could not expect a big room in such a small apartment, every time she had a fright when she opened the door and found a double bed that occupied the bottom of the room from end to end, her father had bought her a big bed so she could have more comfort, he had even bought two sets of bedding, that looked like it was her mother, but just the fact of seeing her bed made by her father made her want to cry again, he had done everything to make her feel at home and even though she was far away she could also feel her mother's little touches, like a tall wardrobe so she could keep her clothes in it, and a mirror so she wouldn't need to buy a full-length mirror to see her body, on the wall in front of the closet there was a large message board where she could put personal notes and reminders, but the most valuable thing to her was on top of a small dresser, a picture of the family on their last vacation, the smile of the parents embracing their daughter in the middle of the sea, Catherine could only smile when seeing this treat.