Chapter Fifteen: That morning

Chapter Fifteen

That morning


That morning i was looking through the window as usual, with a cup of coffee thinking about this and that. I had things to do but i wasn’t in the mood for anything.

It was a sunny day in june, not very hot, pleasant, the usual people in hurry to get to work, the usual kids in hurry to get to school, just an usual morning rush.

Suddenly everything stopped.

There she was, the cutest little girl, my angel, was walking hand in hand with grandma, she was waving at me smiling. I rushed outside, she let go grandma’s hand and ran towards me as i went down on my knees.

– Daddy, daddy !!!

She was greeting me the way she always do when she’s happy, she came with her little face one inch from mine and with the little fingers she was tickling my face smiling and then, she wrapped her hands around my neck and squeezed as hard as she can as i was standing up. I threw her three times in the air and she was laughing so hard. I stopped and hold her in my arms.

– Daddy, daddy, are you done with the work for today?!

– No my little angel, just a few hours and i’ll come home to you.

– You’ll take me to the slide?

– Yes.

– You’ll take me to the big store?

– Yes my love.

– And we’ll take mommy also?

– Yes my love … we’ll take mommy too.

Here i am, the harsh reality, holding my daughter, my little princess, the light in my eyes, the fuel of my soul, the only thing that keep me sailing, i hate my job, friends are gone, my passion put to sleep, my creativity shot in the head, marriage on free fall, i am going down in the abyss, with nothing to grab on, not a single stone or root, with no one to really talk, no one to really be there for me.

Suddenly everything stopped … again, 10 seconds … Carla was there …

She was in a hurry, the face of a doll, spotless milky chocolate skin, no make-up i think, wearing glasses, not so tall, not so short, not very athletic, not chubby, strong feet and strong walk…….the eyes, i can see the eyes, the lips, i can see the lips, awesome lips

5, 6,

… she looked at me … she smiled … i smiled … 9, 10 … she went around the corner.

Even skinny Lizzy was there, with her gold tooth like everyday, she was begging for money laughing all day, and i think she got some money, she bought an egg and went in a rush to boil it i think, she was happy, she’s always smiling. She stopped and turned to me.

– You are not a fool, you had to be there, you know … dreams … no one can take that away from us.



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