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bedtime! The marmocchietta laughing, happy and exhausted. What a wonderful feeling, to see her smile like that ... In fact Karl seemed very reluctant to even let him sleep another night in that dump, but Kim was adamant: do the longest stride of the leg would not have benefited neither. It was necessary to spend some time together, which is known as normal people and not as a single mother sfigatissima superhero and his staff. The pride she would not allow anything less. However, for sure: the two was definitely him to make the best choice, exposing themselves and risk. She had waived the risk two years ago, when seeing a creature reflected in size doll he had brought to significantly revise its priorities. But today I had to learn new ...

agreeing to be taken out for a whole day with little to do with Kylie mascot, Kim had imagined that the relationship with this strange and stubborn blonde enterprising could be expected to take off to unexpected shores. But he did not know how long it had not happened to laugh so. As for the puppy, it was almost gone into a trance in front of all those rides and colorful balloons ... What a ridiculous idea, the amusement park. That idea of hell. What a lovely idea!

She had even kissed. God, what an idiot. It looked like a girl at first crush ... With children, but it's a detail! An adorable detail that had formed between her arm quell'orsacchiotto brand with such joy that ... Karl was compensated to some extent. Without overdoing it, of course. The idea fell on her neck was hard to hold, but Kim could proudly say, have succeeded in ... For the time being.

He saw the scene of ice cream in mind, with the little guy who was sleeping happily in the stroller and the air exhausted to couple proven that she and Karl had taken the eyes of passers-by had inevitably triggered a deadly something between you and that boy bulldog sticky.

But rather than puffing angrily, where Kim looked back at the meeting of their lips sweet teen came from the melt into butter and honey. What a magical place was that? The mica had drugged the cup with berries? He laughed to himself at the thought.

'Do all this is not just a dream, "he prayed. Then he prepared to sleep serene, with the new plush Kylie in her arms at her side and spotted an ad promising the newspaper: "Wanted Waitress." Searching second chance. Searching a crumb of happiness.

***

With my heart in my throat, not even knowing who was at knocking, Rain came down the stairs skipping steps two at the entrance and rushed as it was, with only pajama bottoms and distorted expression. He flung open the door as if it were a matter of life or death, and actually found himself in front of their own: Grace this had become for him. The life and death, obsession and the Renaissance, the painful present and the future coveted. And now he had made at home. What was a joke in bad taste? He could not even control himself, he ended up ruining everything ...

Rain fell silent, watching her blush in front of his little outfit. He stepped aside to let it pass without mentioning any way to apologize or dressing. None of them spoke, in fact. The dialogue was silent and for this most disconcerting. He waited impatiently for her posasse contained on rickety kitchen table of the tasty treats that he brought with him - who knows why, but at the time was not interested at all to try one.

He caught behind without touching it, and saw distinctly cringe in expectation and anticipation, narrowing eyes. Grace turned her head up. Rain gave her a few seconds of time to read the back of their eyes feral and in the worst storm best of intentions, so that, if she wanted to escape, he could again reach the exit door of the house and that heart patient . But Grace argued the hungry look about him. As long as he could, at least.

Rain barely had time to notice that she seemed to have become even more beautiful in his honor, the cast-off outfits home and embraced his love of life, which he found himself glued to the lips of angels with the urgency of someone who has pursued his zahir for centuries and now he finds it in his hands.

He lifted her arms, striving to eat in a hurry squalid the treasure that had been burning delivered with love, and headed for the stairs, clutching the precious to him as well to never remove more.

***

While waiting for the misunderstanding that guy at the reception had finished serving a customer and give them the keys of any of the rooms at the seedy motel on the highway, and Vivica Claude told the heartbeat speed up frantically, though for different reasons. She felt, after having reached such a point of no return, that he had embarked on an adventure from which nothing could could actually pull it off. The drunk with happiness for the present and the future uncertain terror for the dancing in Live exchanging masks. Staring at him anxious, hopeful, loving. But he remembered the tales of obsessive Aster Sinti on the traditions that were the basis of its own history. A pounding on all the front. As soon as he had been alone he would speak with him live, or his conscience would not have peace. How beautiful. What was exaggerated, perfectly beautiful, she thought feeling her gaze upon him and not daring to counter it. If only ...

Aster was virtually alone in the field when that giant of rudeness was arrived shouting. Malcolm LaMar, strong of its money and little else, is crying out for his daughter. "Where is he? Where have you hidden criminals? ". Emerald and Balthazar had left shortly before in the direction of the nearby church, with the intention to inform the possibility of celebrating a wedding at the church for them to all intents and purposes were non-sectarian: the town hall would have demanded too many cards, and not to wait if they talked. Moon had resurfaced briefly before returning to the fold by James, prey to an irresistible magnet-effect. Jewel Sammy was still probably dealing with a sumptuous lunch prepared by the guilt of the Donovan family. Claude, finally ... It was not at the camp, he felt distinctly Aster.

Only Nyx said shield elderly householder while the alien invasive kicked their stuff, disregarding the most basic rules of respect and civility. "I'm not here anymore. The boys are not looking here, "it froze Aster. "It can also mess up the whole field, for that matter, but do not expect him to leave without calling for help. Ask instead why the situation of his family arrived at this point. "

Meanwhile, looking around with a bit of discomfort in room 8 of Canyon Lodge, Vivica and Claude deposited on the ground the poor baggage that had managed to bring. "I'm sorry as hell ... It was not so I wanted to end. I would have stayed at the camp with you for a million years, "said I, with tears in her throat.

"Hey, what are you doing? I cry now? Do not you dare, eh? To get lower than that just to dig! "Joked the boy brushing his face. Then, since no sign of Vivi the helpless to stop sobbing, he decided that this was the time (although not the place) is most suited to take on the speech shortly before leaving in the middle.

He sat on the bed, then pulled her close to him with infinite tenderness and care. He could threaten to ruin everything, now that he had remembered everything.

"Come, wrens, let's get comfortable, I'll tell you a story. Aster will be the repeated millions of times to me and my sisters started ...", Claude. "You know, we are not gypsies hundred percent. We are a mixture of genetic crosses that have been going on for centuries. The result is the adorable little face that stands before you. " A chuckle in the shadows: "Ah, that's why you're so cute ...", murmured Vivica voice low enough not to blush but loud enough to perceive him.

They laughed together, as she crouched next to better his personal hero. "So who knows what wonderful six DNA checked to you, little fairy," he said, slyly. Then, after having torn a new smile, continued: "So here we are also a lot of habits rather ... weird, here's a little 'a bit bohemian' rom. Aster has continuously shuttling between the old and the new world, but there has always taught the traditions from which we come. "

Claude swallowed, sitting up. It was time. "We know that there is a specific practice related to the fi ... engagement? "he stammered.

Vivica jumped literally on the spot, turning to look at shooting. You are too kind. Among them there was not yet even a kiss! "Here," he continued, without having the courage to look at her face, "really what we did and I these days is just the typical courtship, complete with a drain in secret. Although in reality, well ... according to the custom and Sinti Harvati, at this point and I'd already here ...", and Claude held his breath, embarrassed, "... well, let's say, a husband and wife. We would be husband and wife. There, I said. This is the ... nuptial flight of young people. Naslinppeng , it's called. I swear. "

Then he lay down blankly, waiting for a laugh or a scream of terror to inform it. .. stay alive for Vivi. Instead, nothing. He dared not look at it. The next stenderglisi heard in silence. She did not utter a word until that point - not for fear of what he was trying to say, really, but for fear that, if he had stopped, Claude would no longer continue. She looked sideways at him with starry eyes, drunk on fairy tales. "But not to be followed to the letter, 'is history, eh!", He ran for cover, which still could not look her in the face for more than a few seconds. "In fact, according to some versions, at this point I should also get a kind of serenade ... Oh well, at the limit we get to sing Kiss of Dawn with the iPod headphones, as I know, "also managed to defuse Claude, as he let go along with a liberating laughter.

They hugged each other close, again without looking, but now the humor and the unconscious had butterflies in the stomach infected them both. "Families should include hold them again, to return and hold a banner space - even if your father is more likely that we will break your bones ... - And marriage, which would be the romadinipèn , it would become valid in all respects. " Only then Vivi finally interrupted him. "But so far these stories were ever you go not even to the antechamber of the brain, right?", The girl tried to argue, with a shiver of excitement down the spine.

"This you say so. Heck, I think from the moment you are plunged into the middle of the field that night, "said Claude, finally yielding to the impulse of inginocchiarlesi front.

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Ep. 9: Carnival Kids - PART






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The Futureheads, "Carnival Kids"

had accepted the barefoot children with same affection that he reserved for his son, Grace. He was keen to find the two playmates a platter of cookies, fresh fruit juice and two slices of freshly baked cheesecake. Jewel had apologized personally ("What a lovely name, I suppose), solemnly addressing the talk with her as he would an adult in exchange received a lovely pool under the eyes excited and proud of Sammy.

Then, abandoning the boring domestic aprons for something more A nice and comfortable not wearing a long time (and remembered to his lips the use of lip gloss), had mirrored with a mixture of shame and pleasure. There was no need words with May: he had just given a kiss of greeting and a smile of encouragement.

Grace briefly greeted the children, took the door and went with the funny feeling of having the
consciousness right now that at any other time in his life (some would call it karma, but there you are ...). She would go on foot, of course. He brought with him a tray of muffins fragrant, pathetic excuse to cross the block and knock on a certain door a little further to mo 'thanks for the endless problems caused. After all, this man had done a lot for the Donovan family within a few days.

He would not admit even to herself that those balls of dough in the chocolate were ridiculous screens behind which hides a mad tired and did not answer more properly ... and Grace returned to its rightful owner in a lunchbox as a good neighbor among the homemade desserts. Came the fateful threshold is hated for a moment, tempted to turn around not to commit indiscretions. Then the words spoken by his mother May were broken in a few hours before his mind with the quiet strength of a storm in a bottle, and Grace chose to live, finally. He knocked gently at the door cowardly Storm. Do not blush. For the moment, at least.

***

"Good morning," James said softly in the direction of his personal-Sleeping Beauty-In-Hay, who had just opened up my eyes clear. "Hey," she whispered hoarsely, "Oh. Ops. " Her eyes were laughing. James could not resist and kissed her once again in a few hours. "I've got to take a shower, sure seems a scarecrow," Moon joked, holding it at a distance. He tried to get up nonchalantly, avoiding looking into his face. "See you soon, okay?".

James would have done much less harm a slap in the face, than words so careless and impersonal. Gasping, the boy realized that she seemed to have been one of the most fun sport. The boy had been afraid something like that, at first, but the intimacy was forged between them during the walk the previous afternoon he had somewhat reassured. But ... Meanwhile troubled about how to respond, prey to the fear of losing it as you breathe a creature enchanted spell wrong.

"Brakes Brakes! Look, we have an entire room with showers in the house. And then it just dawn, maybe your coach is still happily employed, "he managed to compose James nonchalantly, burying itself in the anguish of losing her suddenly. "I will not get used too, you know? My house has eight wheels to wash m'accontento of a basin and a mirror "," Moon said in a tone of light and a faint smile on his face. "Besides, I do not want to abuse your patience as well ...", he added maliciously. "Are you kidding?", Could not refrain from telling him: "Maybe you decide not to go ... ever, "she whispered.

Moon looked at him as we look to lay a masterpiece ' modern art, looking at pure sense of duty without finding any meaning. "You're sweet," she softened, "but I'd really just go through my things. Let's do this: I'll shower and then I'll come back here to camp, "he concluded with the air of having had a brilliant idea. "Not before having breakfast with me, then, was able to say James is ready," for when you're out of the bathroom, you'll have a bevy of crispy pancakes waiting for you. " Moon smiled and followed him out, thinking.

Karl stayed with her beloved red Capoccetta fire throughout the day. From tiny was immediately taken a liking to: seemingly unattainable goal instead was to win the distrust of Kim, always on the qui vive. The look embarrassed by the young mother, running to get ready in a rush for the exit improvised, was an epitome of sweetness: Karl seemed to see a timid little girl hit her behind the ferocious armor, and he bit his tongue not to say just how beautiful she was so taken with her hair.

With a stroke of pure genius, Karl gave them a day at the amusement park set up along the highway, an installation which was sustained partly ruined standing miracle, and spent hours funny and carefree without a care in the world. They went on the Ferris wheel, we stuffed ourselves with popcorn, tried in vain to find the funny dancers rusty skeletons that hosted the tent for some unknown reason.

Kylie received a brand new soft plush stole from him to the shooting, but Kim was a funny popping basin happy girl on the cheek pleased to Karl, the seventh heaven.

When little had collapsed on board the battered stroller, busy with delicious whipped cream circus of the strange, the two were allowed in two cups multigusto romantic tranquility. There had been no need to talk.

lacked only ...

***

Vivica opened his eyes with impatience. Its irresistible kidnapper was still asleep, stretched across the bed next to her and completely lost in a dream world with the air of a peaceful and childlike angel by the poster. It was eight o'clock in the morning and the same room, in daylight, the scene looked like a fairytale: vials of potions (magic?) Throw a little 'everywhere, and old wood to make blue by solid walls, stacks of books and colorful incense sticks to burn - all the whispered incantations, when it probably was not that a concentration of archaic traditions and superstition modern. God, nice, so far as Claude ... He was tempted to kiss him on the nose and expect some reaction, but was contained. She switched the phone out of pure reflex, while the profile of bell'addormentato began to show signs of awakening.

Vivi watched him for a while '. She was tempted to get up, embarrassed. Then he smiled, sweet, pleasant surprise dall'irreprensibile nocturnal behavior of what to all intents and purposes it looked like the classic type towing tutt'andare to walk everywhere. He smiled back, cautious, stretching like a lazy cat. "Did you sleep well?" She asked with a hint of pure tenderness in his voice. "Well, next to you has been extremely difficult to close your eyes ... but you gave me much good dreams, at least, "he joked. Vivica blushed. "Princess ... You know I love so much? ", approached the boy. Live automatically snapped to his feet, suddenly terrified by the turn that the picture would have taken.

"Hey! I would never do anything that might be sorry, "whispered Claude ear, reaching it," now I was hoping I'd get it. Di Non .. I have never behaved as you see me now. Aster is right ...", concluded, smiling to himself. "Oh, I feel like such an idiot ...", murmured the girl hiding her face in her hands. "Who is right?", He then, curiously. But while Claude began to explain the strange path that led a witch and a cat to be a mother to three other people's brats, the phone began ringing the brunette.

The voice of Malcolm LaMar massacred ears his daughter, usually elephant in china shop. In the background you could hear the voice of Juno who, furious, and threatened retaliation gruesome. "Where hell are you, little fool? You think I do not know who you are now? Just give me time to reach you and that beggar disappear from the face of the earth. " While shivering, while Claude desperately began to realize the magnitude of the disaster that had combined the quickness of the sixteen had frosty reply: "Come well, come on, but where? You do not have the faintest idea how I'm far away! We'll never find, "and abruptly cut short communication. The boys stared, horrified yet strangely excited: they had to leave the camp immediately.

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I leave you now to the second part ...

This morning Kim had decided to comb through the pile of old newspaper and leaflets found beside the mailbox, in search of a legal and a little more stable to make ends meet. Shoplifting was not exactly something to brag about in front of a daughter, right? Therefore, focused and thoughtful, she was studying ads for buying and selling exchange-and complaints from a couple of dingy little to take away open. She seemed to read an "Apprentice Wanted" but just when he thought he had found something that was the case with his gaze fell on the name of the bar where Karl had offered her a drink and the course of his hijacked own thoughts on the blond who had given the hole the day before.

"Well, I'll mica softening ?, "he said to the girl, staring at the empty air-page newspaper. "I saw him once and did nothing but talk about himself, that presumptuous. It 'nice, and much, but it means nothing. In front of me babbling, yes. Oh, how I would go see him ...", found himself thinking. Kylie was still playing quietly on his dressing table resting on the ground and Kim decided to leave the precast or risk shake with his excessive nervousness.

While feeling in every respect a beggar, trying through the wreckage that surrounded the cabin objects could still serve a useful purpose, she distinctly heard someone hold your breath as a sudden surprise. He spun around, a small wild creature used to defend with tooth and nail.

"You?" He shouted angrily. "What the fuck are you doing here?". Without a word in edgewise, Karl looked dazed as she and the kind of dump that surrounded them. Kim glared at a glance. "Do you enjoy to humiliate me? Get out, I will not see you anymore. "

Karl then he did something he had never in his life, and that until a few minutes before they even thought of wanting to get serious. Clasped her hands like 'supplication before his eyes amazed at the angry red. "The humiliation is mine, given the way in which you're refusing. But I do not give up mica. Go out with me, please. Give me a chance - give us a chance, "said the blond tone suffered so much as to avoid the ridiculous for a pure blast.

"Mom! Your Mother ", he felt distinctly coming from inside the cabin. The two turned in unison. Good timing, Kylie. At this point, the expression in front of not too surprised to Karl, the young mother sat by the ferocity to embrace their injured pride and prove (to herself before the rest of the world) that he had nothing to be ashamed of: while Karl kept his eyes down, clearly embarrassed and undecided what to do, she went into the prefab to get out triumphant with her puppy in her arms. "Now he will run away, run away, run away," goes on to suggest an evil little voice in my head.

The child did not understand and passed the puzzled look from one to another smiling. "Happy now, asshole? Now you know all right! "Kim said coldly, poisonous. But Karl, who in the poison was obviously become dependent after a single, partial administration, did not answer. Then he turned to the little one: "Hello, little lion. So you say your mom is beautiful to die, because I will not allow it? On the other hand are so similar that is enough to remember watching ". Kim did not soften at all: "Well, this only proves that you can be a great sticky. You can find out what are you doing here? I do not think I have never mentioned this sewer, the other day. Go away, so we leave again as soon as possible. "

"Enough is enough. You are fierce, you know? And presumptuous. As you know I do not deserve even a chance? "Asked Karl firm tone. "I do not care if a rare pearl, or rather two, ended up in the middle of a pigsty. All I can do, after they found a blow to those who do not ricapitano ass, you pull them out of there as soon as possible. And try to tenermele ... if I can, then blushed. Kim temporarily lost the use of his tongue. It was silent.

***

desperately wanted to kiss her. She wanted him too. Rain would have given anything to have her back with him, but every ounce of common sense that still ravaging the brain, although with difficulty, had given notice not to ruin everything again. In that pathetic scene in the driveway, with Grace who invited him to join him and that he avoided responding to not jump on on the spot, Rain had not really understood what was passing for the head. Probably she tried to repay him for strombazzatissimo "salvage" on its holding of Samuel, as the ' incident occurred between them in the afternoon before.

Rain did not imagine that the fire was smoldering in the still waters of the eyes of Grace, simply because their personal fire burning too much and too long to allow him to feel a similar warmth and light from outside. According to him, Grace was left in disgust, or at least seriously confused by them ... close encounter. Rain And, just to stay in theme, it felt just that: an alien in a foreign land, speaking a language unknown to most people and can not be understood without collecting dangerous heresies. Just waiting for the dust settled, the storm that had first of all in itself is quiet a good time and then groped the path of dialogue and friendship with a hypothetical Grace can not forget the kiss and its painful statement .

from Di was out. He could not, Rain, to escape knowing that maybe one day she would again need your help ... He continued to rack your brains for a bit '. Then, as I got up to see her house from the opaque windows of his den, he remembered the positions of the evening. The owner of a tavern in the neighborhood would pay to clean up the filthy room after hours closing.

It was decided to go to bed, hoping to be half-heartedly few hours of sleep to be able to sustain you during your shift. But the memory of her in that room was weed, stifling, poisonous. He tried in vain to close his eyes. Then she heard a knock.

***

ran in his veins, burned in the brain - the feeling of holding the arms Emerald was the closest thing to heaven Bal had ever experienced in his life. It was everything I had always dreamed of, and much more.

After hours spent in the afternoon on the beautiful blue of her bed, had begged Bal spend the night (and the rest of his days, to be precise) in red blood caravan that belonged to him from time immemorial. They had crossed the field facing a summary removal, hoping not to be seen. In fact, Aster chuckled at the window of his kitchen while Nyx met mewed in a corner. All's well That ends well , seemed to think both. Jewel's sister Bal had not found any trace, but a scribbled note with tenderness warned him that the child was invited by Taylor-Donovan in full force to enable them to be forgiven. And now, in fact, he found that his Balthazar Latvian dark has never been so comfortable before you share it with the love of his life.

Claude Not that the thought so differently, in fact. Dying to ... try his new friend. While, leaned from his bed at the bridge, he watched her carefully, haunted by the leash like a gentleman who had saddled itself, Vivica dozed sitting on freshly laundered sheets in the big bed that, in normal night, Em and Moon would split by brave sisters. But nothing of this night was normal . Emerald was finally transferred to the chariot of Bal, and the small Jewel, it seemed, would have been even sleep at home dell'amichetto with red hair. How to Moon ...

Well, the night before, a few hours after the ridiculous half brawl female, Claude had found his sister back from a dissolute some relaxing walk (with Mr. Farm-Red, there was to bet) and the two had talked for a while '. Just enough to understand that their blue caravan was off limits, presumably because Bal and his pathetic attempts to be forgiven by EMI, and then the night would have had to arrange differently than usual. Moon At that point she started laughing, said that lending would be comforted with the factor of the house next door and was gone, wild cats since the DNA. While he, Claude, that night had set the broken-down emergency and had reduced to sleeping rough and arranger.

 

Il risultato ora, ventiquattr’ore dopo, era che Moon non era ancora tornata dai suoi felini vagabondaggi campestri - ma Aster, in proposito, aveva osservato ridacchiando che non c’era nulla di cui preoccuparsi circa quella libera figlia della Dea - e che, di fatto, Claude aveva il caravan azzurro tutto per sé. E per Vivi, ovviamente. Che però, stremata dalle chiacchiere adrenaliniche post-fuga (sì, l’avventura era compiuta e i risvolti penali a Claude non interessavano affatto), era crollata in pieno sonno a metà di una frase. Che peccato, though. The boy had prepared the room carefully. Had lit scented candles, changed the sheets, played with tarot cards to intrigue a bit '. Then, as he predicted years of happiness, prosperity and the arrival of a mysterious brown, she smiled and bowed her head to one knee, eyes closed, regular breathing. No.

Among them there was only a hug so, before, when Vivi had slunk away to find him waiting for the next motor supplied. Then they scooted to the edge of town in fear that someone had noticed her new show of talent. But nothing had stopped them. Neither house of Vivi, nor to the field. Everything was silent.

Claude got out of bed quickly and came to live now curled on itself. On other occasions, he had shown himself to be able to take advantage of the situation cravenly, asshole by the book. What was different now? What had stuck on the floor of the purest friendship with a beautiful girl who was so disarming?

Latvian jumped on her side. In reality was the very first time was to save a damsel in distress, he thought, smiling. This role does not spotless champion fell on him so bad. And then, under the rebel front, Vivi seemed so pure, so child ... On entering the caravan, an hour earlier, she had scrutinized the interiors decorated with the same curious look that sometimes sported Jewel. From backpack then had taken, not without great shame, teddy preferred to fix the center of the bed. In short, the only thing that Claude had realized was that really had a deep respect for this princess fleeing from the keepers. And that sleeping next to her would be an honor of which did not in any way abused.