And here's the second and final part of this tenth chapter at ... I repeat: will an Epilogue (regaluzzo like Christmas, I'd say ^ ^) but, well, while this is the end. Thanks for reading, I was really happy to tell you - you, as I always say, the only reason why I wrote. Kisses scattered Pipol * _ * What
descend ...
"Here we are discussing. I have already signed. " Karl smiled proudly, while Kim was trying to get angry about something the other hand, in the depths of the heart, was filled with euphoria and profound unstoppable. "But why? There was no need, Kylie and I in some way we would have gotten the same ...", tried to refute the red.
"I know very well, but the point is a more. I do not caverei me at all, without you. Without the two of you, indeed. So, sell my share Crimson Farm James was a wonderful way to make him happy, so it is with the horses and the pleasant passing gypsies, and me, that I am free to run where I want with my two favorite red heads, "said the young man chuckled.
"And now, where it plans to stay? Indeed, where we will stay, as the place where we've hosted in recent weeks now belongs only to your brother, and that the prefabricated put its seals? "Kim said, trying not to infect the whole of that smile disarming. They were still in front the cafeteria, she had just removed from duty and Karl had rocked Kylie waiting.
"You see, the houses are just shells. We small hermit crabs we move from one to another without losing anything of our own. Karl ...", then began between the ironic and poetic. Kim took him around, "Paguro be you! You mean we move? But .. ". Karl looked at her amused, to blatantly say, "You, Kim Smart, want to take this here as your legitimate partner Karl McKenzie, until Phoenix do us part? A comfortable apartment, though quite small, we expect the intersection of Eleventh and Sheridan. What are you saying you agree? ".
awaited Reply with bold face, Karl, but he had a vice in the stomach. Until she threw his neck, eating the face with kisses.
***
likely to be late. And that morning was the last What had to happen. Rain took the same but a few moments to reflect, peering into the depths of the large mirror in the hallway as he tried to give an order to those unruly hair and very black. In recent weeks he had thought of living in a dream. Grace had entrusted to him not as a raft luck finding the waves of despair, but as the island lost and found, the goal he had long dreamed up trying. In addition to mental and physical passion that devoured them like two kids, a new light source in the eyes of both, the two soon had triggered a mechanism for comfort and mutual understanding: he could not expect to live, because Grace did not intend to upset or injure his son, Rain, and this was perfectly able to understand it.
But Sam, Rain reflected, in fact did not come any hostility ; against him, indeed: it had seemed to intend that the child himself would reunite all under one roof. Maybe the baby was trying to recreate a whole family without a father who would stop at the pub for a pint too before returning home and treat his wife as a bad servant.
Or at least that was what the powers of observation and had suggested a sensitivity not common in Rain, in reading the eyes of Samuel infinite joy when they had all gathered at the table for the first time and on many other occasions. They had become more than friends, in short, he and Sammy tender: played together as a neopapĂ enthusiastic and a child made of quicksilver, with the sun in her eyes and laughs.
But Grace still does not want to even talk about a real future for their odd couple: whenever Rain faced a speech, she showed signs of discomfort, forcing him to change the subject and to live like a cicada carefree overnight. Without tomorrow, actually. How many times had left him alone in that bed ...
Therefore, Rain never would have thought that those two boys giggling talking softly could concoct such a thing. With the complicity of Neil and May, of course. The full sober and elegant Rain expected in the closet was a gift of these extraordinary grandmother. Grace, unaware of everything, wearing most of the savings Rain turned into silk and lace, would be raised at the local church with a blindfold and the promise of a "special day for mommy" organized by Sam and his Jewel. Rain would have knelt before her, glaring and irrefutable proposal - and the fate would have done so for revolution from below, with two elves school age who had coerced his grandparents and, slowly, Rain himself.
A new life began that day and the young man promised himself, adjusting his tie lucky color in the mirror, he would do anything to prove himself worthy.
***
Bal and Emerald had never expressed concern over. With the optimism of falling unconscious and pure pink lenses, they were certain that the case of Claude and his girlfriend all american would be solved quickly and to the best. In the meantime, had spent days locked in the throes of laughter caravan in burgundy and deductions urletti choked busy to catch up with years of silly distance between them had kept separate. They wanted both a child and, although they agreed to postpone the wedding for the return of Claude, however, had happily decided to go ahead with the work, in the meantime.
So, that day of July, those two were busy making fireworks private sectors of the Latvian dark had been his comfortable nest in recent weeks. He cuddled smiling, prey to the most pure, pay and selfish bliss, without realizing that, with moderate noise, Claude evasion had returned carrying a cheerful look sweet load in her hair colored stripes. Maybe the next day, the camp would have celebrated a double ceremony.
Aster stared at the dying sunset. "What do you say, sister? E'ora? "He whispered in the direction of Nyx, as always at his side. Looking doubtful that the large black cat was watching her silent, the old gypsy decide what to do and what you did. Moon had found something very similar to a love that hole in the sandy country, Balthazar and Emerald had finally confessed his own. Claude, the former enfant terrible, had just returned enthusiastically planning a traditional wedding Sinti in the middle of the U.S., his young, lovely wife gagé [ not gypsy, author's note] maybe had not yet clearly in mind the hard road of outcasts now and forever, curse (or blessing?) century, but it seemed motivated to find out beautifully on its own merits. Jewel, finally, had found almost a second home in Tsegi, managing to gain any strength with the grace of a rare gem. But in that country many things had changed, Aster know. The wind of change had been blowing strong and hearts and sprinkled buildings, bringing them to life. That really never stops. Rests under the fire, is hidden under the ashes, but his focus hatching for years, ready to flare up again with strength and warm even the coldest hearts. Aster smiled, and one star in the sky seemed fast flash orange yet.
"Yes, mri pen [ sister , author's note]. 'S time to go now, for me and for you. The desert is a more flowery than when we arrived, but our job is not finished yet, "he said finally, the cat with gentle firmness, waving the soft tail.
THE END
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