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Ep. 10: Come Away With Me - PART






I know, I know ... They are almost unforgivable. I promised I would update soon, and instead here is that LJ m'avvisa who are well past 3 weeks since my last post. Pardonnez moi, I have had days of hell and others are just difficult. And, I confess (I say this here and here deny it), for a moment m'è even want to go past the post. Then I thought that at the beginning of all this, months ago, v'avevo sworn that I would have finished the story: So there I had to, candy. Here is the final chap, divided into two as usual. Then will come the epilogue, but really begins here ...

Norah Jones "Come Away With Me"

July had come and gone gone. The hot weather and dry in that part of Arizona did not exacerbate the latest arrivals, trapping them in an intolerable dry of thoughts and ideas. But Grace, accustomed for years to quell'afa insistent, not affected by the climate unbearable. No, Grace was shining. She had returned to its former glory. On the coffee table in the back of his room, now, stands only a few belongings and picturesque landscape. Just ghosts.

Life flowed at a rate around again, this time, clocked by his heightened senses and a shy but insatiable happiness: the Rain and the world filled the days, hours, along with that red-haired fluffy puppy proved more cuddling every day. And then he loved it, those two. The man had built a kite colored Sam and the baby had embraced with strength, happier than he had ever been. To see him leap and run in the sun warmed the soul.

Often Grace was tempted to stop by Rain or detain him for a whole night in the room with him - he had so often dreamed of next sleep, waking up in his warmth, shelter in her embrace as old and new in a den at the same time, but then the thought of sweet Sammy, who was waiting with her smile and wind in the summer for a goodnight kiss, deprived of unconsciousness necessary to desert the house and led back into the fold with a hint of regret. His personal Specter had learned to understand, and respect for this. But she still wondered what could have been dragging it from one house to another, from a Sunday lunch with my grandparents in the house in an afternoon at the home of Rain caresses. Eternally divided into two.

Jewel and Sam had spent together almost every day of that month fiery and beautiful: the little he had learned to decipher each facial expression of the other, recognizing and Amandonico every detail, every dimple, every whale. They were two of the same flower petals, those two: they seemed to have learned very young and yet primitive harmony understand with one glance, delicious twin impossible.

What Sammy could not bear too much, however, were the ridiculous lies about his mother. Foolish, too. He wanted very, very good to Mr. Rain. He was thrilled that, as he seemed to understand, a magic fairy tales her mother had torn the dark moments that had poisoned so many days before then, returning to the country instead of smiles and cuddles, but then why do not you we decided to tell the whole truth? He was a little man now, and not tolerated the fact that his mother finally happy, Rain decline to transfer to their home for fear of no one knows that. Nonsense large. It was beautiful to see her happy. Something must be done.

Samuel would have liked to do a lot pageboy at their wedding. Jewel was also agreed, and could not wait to put his Sunday suit! But those two, large, seemed not even talk about it. So the boys on the loose, concocted a diabolical plan, they decided to act.

***

Nobody would have bet the field, for sure. The relationship between James and Moon, but with the trend wavering of a light bulb that continues to cycle on and off so unnerving, had lasted a few weeks against expectations of anyone. She continued, girandolona allergic to cat's kennel and collar, back when possible from the old Aster, a little 'for a little advice' not to lose it all, but just like an affectionate cat, of course, always ended up back in Crimson Farm. James pretended to be distant, indifferent, angry even, but how could he resist that spell?

James worked hard, continuing to manage his office as an architect in Phoenix due to a good wireless connection and want desperately to distract the mind from Moon, evil: often had it to death with her, unable to settle for vague appearances that gave him. But then, every time he finds it before, could not help but be stunned by the kiss that he forgot himself as well. It was his destiny, of course, but he lived the rest of the summer with the terror of waking up without you next to the sofa-bed dust, which duly happened every morning. No tears. He was, after all. But he was human, and sooner or later would have ended up committing some nonsense. Talking about it was useless as you can tie the wind?

Instead he had talked so much, Karl and Kim. Her past, nothing but nice to dig up just one big lump of pain to be resolved, had stopped for the time of infestation. They had attended so assiduously planning along the turn, make arrangements with the blond in Phoenix for not losing their jobs and the red started to put aside some money in the faded black apron with the little bar where they had spoken for the first time. Obviously, when local authorities had heard of a single mother in precast dilapidated that spoils the village, it was time for Kim to disappear or would start the usual trouble ...

But this time from her she had two aces in the sleeve: a real work, to show the state that the girl was at least able to feed her daughter (so no social worker would have never checked), and Karl, the babysitter of the marmocchietta front of the window of the cafeteria where he worked on time 9-17. He had discovered an angel. Had opened their doors Crimson Farm with every intention not to make them slip away for no reason at all. And he had succeeded perfectly. But the biggest surprise of all was yet to come.

***

They withdrew at the end. Vivica scandal and had threatened suicide, alternatively, just to get rid of the obsessive presence of two parents until then simply absent: and, after lengthy negotiations via telephone booth, while little over a month she and Claude went to a motel another along the highway draining the savings of the boy and the mobile phone credit, the sixteen year old had agreed to meet his mother - and only you - near the service station on the outskirts of Tsegi. The mega event organized by Malcolm had been as successful as hoped, that currently there was still keeping the LaMar nothing - nothing but a teenage daughter ran away with a gypsy same age, of course.

Juno sought to reattach the pieces of this paradoxical situation and painful . He failed. He read in the eyes of his daughter a new awareness of themselves and their bodies, their role in the world, along with a total rejection of the universe made golden luxury and a little more than a few weeks earlier had been the only one to live off a completely non-existent parental affection. She cried, Juno.

Live patted her head bowed. Then the girl spoke, once and for all, without stopping to bring breath, "I am so happy, Mom. You're not even gone to college, right? I had already begun with modeling agencies and casting with at my age, and then you left everything to follow your dream. I was only sixteen, I know, but I also know what I want at this time. I want to Claude. He asked me to marry him. Kneeling on the floor in a motel room, among other things. And it is only because of my father if this wonderful thing has not happened in a field of beautiful caravan. But it happened anyway. And I do not think it has ever been as happy in that moment. Let me go. "

They embraced, and Juno was trying to pass on any recommendations, concerns and ridiculous, late mother-guilt failure in the few minutes that allowed her alive. Then, with a disarming smile when there was no trace of bitterness, she sent her a kiss and walked away, once it has ensured that Juno knew what to say to Malcolm and how to reason with him.

Claude waiting on the scooter which was battered by their horse for a few weeks now. "How gone, love? "he asked cautiously. "All right," said Vivi wiping away a solitary tear. "We start early - in Phoenix, Hollywood or New York that does not matter. The only thing that matters is that we will soon return to camp and celebrate the ceremony. Then, freedom. Wherever we want, we'll go. Did I mention I love you? "Vivi smiled.

"And I have never said that I adore you?" Claude said, taking her face in her hands. "You were brave, love. Brave, strong and beautiful. My wife. " He kissed her with all the love he could muster.

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Ep. 9: Carnival Kids - PART

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The Futureheads, "Carnival Kids"

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






Hola, people ... Hopeless, eh? But I'm alive and kicking! It brings gifts;) .. two updates fresh fresh, for the ninth chapter of this storiuzza. Sorry for the disappearance, but before work and then .. life, say, I have put to the test for a long time. I came back, though! It will retrieve all your one thousand news gradually, be patient. Meanwhile .. Good reading! ^ ^

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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