12: Whips and wicca

 *Soleil*

 "You never told me Your life story". Luca says, looking at me, as we are taking a break from the books.

 "Not much to tell honestly". I say, taking a bite of an apple.

 "You said yesterday that you were born here, so did you always live in this house ?" He looks at me curiously.

 I chew slowly, swallowing the bite before answering. "We used to live out in the other end of town, the more expensive part. But when my father died my mom couldn't afford to keep the house and we moved here".

 "Oh.. it wasn't my intention to snoop or you know dig up bad things. I am sorry also for Your loss". He says, he looks like he feels bad about asking.

 "It's okay, it's kind of a long time ago now". I brush it off, I mean he did nothing wrong in asking. But talking about my fa