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I do solemnly swear ...

... Do not have good intentions.
* jumps into the arms of Sirius and Remus
* Well, yes, however: parties past, blablabla, ate so much, blablabla, played bingo and cards, blablabla, so much fun, blablabla.
The point however is that there are terrible delays gifts webbici I had to do.
That should not surprise anyone since I am a Grinch and the "Merry Christmas" than the others I do not care (oh, not true: I wished everyone a happy Christmas in the last post!). Well, anyway, my grinchiosità comes out like this: they are genetically incapable of giving gifts on time.
So, all you who wait for my little thought, continue to wait with confidence, because the Grinch strap, but not forgotten. As the elephants of "The Jungle Book" (yes, I just finished watching "The Sleeping Beauty" and I feel even more than before because grinchiosa Maleficent is wonderful and makes a bad end, while the smorfiosetta beautiful, with ' uvula of gold and without a shred of brain marries the Prince. Note to myself: I should not be watching them then if my reaction is this XD).
Um. I was saying?

Believe .
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Merry Christmas, my dear f-list ♥

Having little time to wish me down to collective - not least because, let's face it: they are the least appropriate person for Christmas (see the green hair? Here are a Grinch ♥). Therefore, having well out of Photoshop (to my great despair), I have to this.


B O U N
N A T A L E!



May your days be merry and bright
and May all your Christmases be white ♥

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I have been told to do so ...

STEP ONE - Write a post (the public, friend-Lokki, filtered ... as you please!) To your LJ. In the post, make a list of 10 wishes for the holidays. The wishes can be of any type: from simple things about the fandom (eg.: "I'd like a fic Dobby / Hagrid") to the most challenging things ("I want the DVD of BSG") until you want really meaningful ("I a new car / computer / tv / home / Damon naked in my bed ") The important thing is that these wishes are 10 things you want very, very much.
- If you want things to "real life" (ie not ff or icons etc), remember to add a post your account, whether your own or an email address with which Santa Claus (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.
- Also, post these instructions in your LJ, so you can spread the Christmas joy.

PHASE TWO

- More LJ (friends, friends of friends or random) to see who has posted the list.
And now comes the important part:
- If you see a wish you can grant, and you enjoy it, realize the desire for someone. Sometimes our trash is a treasure for someone else, and if you do not want something or do not use or even know-how and where someone could realize his desire-do it.
- do not have to spend money; unless you do not want to. The purpose of this meme is not to create problems for people ("ommioddio, as I do, I soldiii!") But to be the "elf" to someone, to spread the Christmas cheer. Gifts can be anonymous or not, the decision is yours.
- There are no rules in this meme, there are no guarantees, and there are clauses ... just one wish, and it could come true. Give, and you may receive. And the joy of knowing that you have made the holidays special for someone.


Two points related to RL not ever come true and for which there is nothing you can do: D
1) A young man from enslavement by a control rod, to be treated as if it were my pantry of pampering and chocolate, my anti-stress, my punching ball, a guy who give a handmade scarf (which would give me an official excuse to start working with wool - which totally do not know and, considering my lack of dexterity, I'll probably ever do XD) with the colors of Gryffindor, because yes, he will be tall, dark and gray eyes, and then I may be his next to Remus Lucca Comics *. That's crazy: D
2) Failing that, a black kitten, loving and cuddly. Not regalatemelo: my roommate is allergic to cats and almost still do not know where to put it. But I would like it so much and I would really here.

The rest of the points are all fandom-related
♥ 3) Many Severus / Regulus. Because now they make me crazy and could become my second OTP. Madness.
4) Somebody help zephan82 with me and the tree drabble dedicated to The Tarot Café, particularly in the Doll and alchemy.
5) Gryffindor scarf and necktie. Because even without a boyfriend Siriusizzare, next year I'll still be Remus and distribute chocolates to all Nocturnine. It 'a threat: D
6) Other web comics to read. Possibly they have regular updates and are obviously slash: D (I last the entire list of cuorefreddo , but I want more!)
7) What wolfstar_ita has a lot of people active and proactive. For now we are on the right track, but we hope to become the community of reference for all lovers of the pair. Well, at least I wish it were so XD
8) have a lot of fanfic to read on: Remus / Sirius (: D), Regulus / Severus (I know it is a repeat of step three, but just to emphasize my addiction from this pair, which, incidentally, is called "Obscure Loyalties" *_*), Remus / Regulus / Sirius (avoiding with the grace of incest. And yes: can be done! (cited)) Regulus / Anyone. I feel that I can satisfy even of James II / Ted, Tom / Albus and Sören / Lily ( dira_real , these are all for you XD). But above all: tantissimissime Prince / Princess! One-sided me are fine, with a rating no higher than PG are love and in general I wish they were them, but "a few years later." I have a visceral need, because I love them.
9) A lot of reviews pretty and neat. I'm spoiled: D
10) Can I leave the ten point blank? It seems a little 'wasteful, but I seem to have asked for more. Well, ok, since it is in fashion: a fanmix about "The Ballad". I challenge you to do so. Any of the two parties so far published, are not so foolish as to ask for one on both.

* and Tessoro, yes, I also want him to do the cosplay Seishiro, so I can do Subaru (and become anorexic, brr ç_ç) and you can give us a lot of pictures ♥

I seem to have wrote a fairly reasonable list XDDD

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Chapter 11: Baby Sitting on request (Part 2)

CHAPTER 11 (Part 2)
And This Is How You Remind Me. Of what I really am.

- Emma. Come on wake up, today is a day exceedingly rich and I can not afford to waste time. - Mara uttered by opening the curtains and lighting up my dark room suddenly. To hear that voice at 8 am made a hot sunny day, cold and hateful.
- What the hell do you Mara! Do not have a job to go? let me sleep! - Blurted turn over in bed hiding her face in the light.
- Do not make your child as usual, today Alan and I have a lot of things to do, and tonight is the bachelorette party and celibacy, you work to asylum in Los Angeles is not it? - He said hasty. I turned in bed for a closer look. Why all of a sudden are you interested in my work?
- Yeah .. - I answered cautiously.
- PERFECT! So tonight should look after the son of Alan and we go to our parties. Apparently no self-respecting nurse is available. - Completed theatrically distraught. In fact I could see clearly that nothing interested her that maybe I had commitments for the evening or perhaps the fact that I was a teacher did not make me a baby sitter.
- You're crazy! I will never be babysitting the child of your boyfriend! And then I did not know that already had a family, unless that child is not yours, but I guess not, otherwise who would have heard Erica! - I said sleepily.



- Emma Well, I thought you were here to help, and instead you just want to be your usual, and only about yourself! - Whined angrily left the room. My guilt was soon to become obstinately feel, sadly I got out of bed and went into the living room still in his pajamas.
- Mara Ok, I'll have you believe ... - I cried resigned. I saw her check from the kitchen with a big grin on his face.
- Perfect Emma, I can finally go, see you tonight! - Said, pleased.
I felt as if I were a puppet in the hands of my sister, and she had expected that I would immediately accepted. Sighing I
breakfast and began to think it was too easy for people to manipulate me, from that moment on, I adopted an iron fist!
Erica went into the kitchen at that very moment, now every time I was in my own room I needed to tell her that I knew and to explain what the hell was happening or had happened.
I probably would have had to give evidence that I had the ability to see what was underneath, and I should have to pay a private investigator.
turn away from my thoughts thought Erica, trying to force me to accompany Mara and his organization to define the last details. Fortunately I was able to distance themselves, leaving her the thankless task: after all, that night I should have to deal with a child who promised to be exactly like his father, it seemed like a pretty tough test already!



That day I realized how the saying that says that "when waiting for something unpleasant time flies" is true, in a flash when I found myself checking the note given me that morning to Mara with the address, to make sure that the door mahogany handmade was the port where I was supposed to knock.
Unfortunately I did not miss a turn, and it was just that. I knocked knocked down 3 times and waited for the landlord to come and see me.
I opened the door instead of a little boy age of about 7 years, which seemed a photocopy of his father.
- Who are you? - He said haughtily. In four words I had already realized that this would be a serataccia.
- your dad has a busy tonight, you and I have great fun together. - Recited mindful of thousands of films I had seen on nannies. All, however, after pronouncing sentence that fateful ended very badly.
The child looked at me very badly and then replied in a tone so insolent as to compete with Erica.
- I do not think so! You are poor! -
Like father, like son? Fortunately, a moment before he plagiarized a curse by teaching very little worthy of a female mouth the father, and my fiance magically appeared as a sister to her small shoulders.
- Oh, good evening, it seemed to me that he heard voices, you have to be Emma's sister Riri! - He said he politely.
Unfortunately, only the fact that he continued undaunted to call my sister quell'obbrobrioso nickname not put him in prime position in my thanks.
- Good evening. - I simply respond by entering the house. The boy continued staring at me as if I were a broken toy and ugly.



- In a short pass to get me, you do well like I'm at home, he is Alan Junior, is polite, it should not give problems of any kind, for any problem also call this number. - I passed a business card on which appeared the name "Edgar". I was puzzled for a moment.
- Edgar the butler, this is his night off, but you can call if you are unable to take care of him. - He said he saw my confusion.
What a good father, he gave me the number of Butler ... Every self-respecting father would entrust his son Edgar the butler instead of taking care of yourself. After all, he had every reason, he would spend the night to have fun and maybe get two strippers at once, who has time for the children in those moments?
aside his comment on my inadequacies (I had the feeling it was just the first of a series) I thanked her and tried to make conversation with Alan Junior.
My attempts proved to work, the child who had opened the door I was gone making room for a angel who asked permission to speak! As usual, my impulsiveness had affected my thinking and I tried the little too fast.
The father proudly watched his son, but I threw too many greasy and curious glances. Just when I started to feel so uncomfortable to regret having accepted the limo arrived and after greeting Alan went away.



- So Alan, what would you do now? - I asked smiling at the baby. I tried to use the tone that I used with my students usually asylum where I worked. It was a different story dealing with children of 2 / 3 years, but in the end it was impossible, was only one!
- Nothing with you fool! - I yelled and then running to open the fridge and begin to hurl all over the floor.
I was completely terrified, and this child was possessed by the devil, or before his father had remained quiet on purpose, which does not mean, however, the fact of being possessed by the devil.
- NO! WHAT TO DO?! -
I jumped up and walked away from the fridge starting to replace all the food, which seemed expensive like everything in that house.
The child meanwhile, grinning eagerly began to run up the grand staircase. I put everything to better fit in the fridge and I hurried after him, that child was not a normal child, where it was over now?
- Where are you? Alan? - I said looking around at all the ports. Maybe he wanted to play hide and hoped that I humor him ... Better try them all.
- Alan? See who you are, it is useless to hide yourself. - I said in a playful tone.
In response he gave me something hard behind my back that I broke up on him. I hoped with my whole being was not a few crystals, I turned to discover that I had started wearing mascara and now all the black liquid was spread on the floor.



while he was watching me with a grin the other the hall and had everything in hand a set of tricks, that a little later I would have finished him. Terrified me
avventai on him as if he were a thief and I could not know through what miracle of God to take away the tricks of the hands. Holding one arm so that I do not run away, went back into the room and put my tricks on my nightstand.
The room contained a bed, he had a sister?
- Let me go! I'll call the police if you do not leave me! - He kept screaming baby wriggling out of my grip.
- Stand still! - I said I am now out of me. I dragged him into the living room and turned on the TV cartoons.
- Watch the TV, you do not like cartoons? - I tried in desperation. He sat on the sofa with folded arms and began sulking and watching TV.



I needed to go upstairs to clean up the mess made by the mascara and I had to go to the bathroom to clean, but I had the courage to leave that fever alone. I sat on a chair beside the sofa trying not to touch the cloth with the dirty shirt and I also looked at the cartoons.
- You know, if you believe that Dad will make favors just because you were with me tonight you're wrong! - He said he suddenly. The defiant tone of this new 100%.
- I do not want any favors from your father, Alan, quiet. I'm just here to make you feel not alone! - I said, puzzled.
- NO! Do not you think! You're ugly and unpleasant, and these cartoons make me sick! - I shouted at. It was official, I hated the spoiled children.
- Do not shout from the ... Which boxes you want to see? Want to see a movie? - I said trying to calm him down.
- NO! I want you to go! - Shrieked and then began to scream so loud that I wondered who had lungs.
- Be calm please, please stop screaming. - I begged him trying to drown her desperate cry. But he continued to scream like an obsession.
minutes I realized, though it was hard to concentrate with all that noise. What could I do with that child to keep him busy?
When I was about to throw in the towel and give impulse to gag me was a great idea: Time!



- I bet you are not able to paint with tempera. - I told him quietly putting all my hopes in that attempt.
My challenge seemed to work, because the child immediately stopped screaming and looked defiant.
- But I can! - Exclaimed stubborn.
- So let it show. - I went on, light. There I was successful!
- Ok come! Let's get the colors and color in the living room. - He said dragging me back up the stairs.
- Maybe we should color to your room do not you think? - I said, trying to limit the imminent damage to the living room.
- NO! I said that those in the living room! I want to see the cartoons in contemporary art. - He broke.
- Ok ok - I hastened to agree, I could not afford other screaming or throwing other mascara. He jumped ably large pool that was created with mascara before and I dodged a close call and I went in his room, I noticed with a tinge of sadness was almost bigger than my whole apartment in Los Angeles.
began to rummage in the cupboards and all in all the boxes and each time found something useful, I stuffed it in her hand unceremoniously.
We went into the living room with everything you need to soil the carpet and furniture. I managed to convince him to use a towel under the sheet, but did not get another, he threw himself on the sheet smeared with colors in 3 seconds flat.



- I have to go to the bathroom a moment Alan, I can leave for a moment here alone? - I asked cautiously.
- I'm not a baby! - I yelled at him in reply - I do not need baby sitter! -
I realized that that child felt very sad and lonely, and suddenly I understood the meaning of all those behaviors. The
ran a hand gently on the head.
- You're right, then go. When I return I want to see a beautiful seascape. Ok? - I told him again in the loving tone.
He nodded but did not look away from the mess he was creating. Probably would have a future as an artist I thought had fun while I rushed up the stairs to clean the mascara.



I was able to repair the irreparable, I came under much quieter, but I stopped as soon as I entered the icy room. Alan
Junior had actually created a seascape, but had used the room as a sheet, the sofa was now pure white like a green lawn, and the Persian carpet had become a beautiful sky with plenty of sunshine included.
- Preview - He said he filled with satisfaction. I was completely beside myself with fear. I had to ask for a loan to the bank to compensate the family of Alan for the replacement of the furniture also should not have pieces that are easily found at flea markets, were definitely parts belonging some dynasty or something that would increase their value and especially their price through the roof. In
prey to the most blind desperation I started to wander from the carpet to the couch emits strange ways. I saw no solution to that disaster. It was the end.
- But why do so, are you by chance Handicap? - I asked him looking at me suspiciously.
- Dad told me that I can not speak with disability, because it is stupid people. - He kept very quiet while I continue to despair and cursing in the middle.
- Do you realize that you are dirty all the furniture in the house?? - I told him to kneel before him by the shoulders and shaking him with his eyes bulging.
- Your father will kill me when I let you discover what to do! And 'I left you here alone for 10 minutes! 10 damned minutes! - Sobbed.
him to an answer I smashed his hands full of color on her cheeks and she said, laughing.
- It was boring on paper, you did not arrive and so I thought that if I had bigger you'd understand that I can draw. -
PERFECT! My solution to keep it quiet I had backfired, I guess, when a person has the bad luck that follows there is nothing I can do to live comfortably. The show that would be presented to Alan Senior when he returned would be completely transformed into a living room a sunny landscape, a dirty child you from head to foot color and a woman of color that is dirty tricks.



Unable to move I moved from that position even when the doorbell rang. The boy sprang to the door screaming, while I desperately looked at his watch. It was only 11, could not have returned his father.
- Hey kid! But you're all dirty! - Exclaimed a male voice all too familiar. Raggelai me even more. What the hell was he doing at the house of David Alan at this hour?
- I'm playing with paint Mrs. stupid! - Junior Alan exclaimed happily. - Come, come look! - I could hear him screaming from the entrance. Probably he was dragging the boy into the living room to show a masterpiece of modern art.
I got up and tried in vain to settle down. I was completely dirty in color and had a visible black spot on the back of the shirt. In the eyes of people might have seemed that I had rolled on the ground.
- Mrs. stupid ... - David started jamming in my view. I tried to smile but all I could produce was a small grimace of despair. He stared at me for a time that seemed interminable completely still and wondered what the hell he was thinking. Then suddenly he burst out laughing, and laughed and laughed and laughed. He leaned in, holding her belly with two hands and also seemed to have tears in their eyes. The small
Alan looked at him full of adoration and he still laughing to get him to foul up the jacket sleeve signed.
I was horrified. In that situation I did not see anything hilarious, in fact every time I cried even more strongly.



- That there is much to laugh Dave. - A female voice suddenly uttered. I had already heard, perhaps, but could not remember exactly where.
did not have to think about it much, because more than a drunk came up behind David Pearl with a smile on his face. Oh Shit!
I did not understand anything, I tried to make sense of their presence in the house but my brain in shock and the only thing I was screaming intermittently "sofa-couch-carpet-rug."
- Pearl!! - He shouted the child with all the top of his lungs. - Preview Preview Like David! Do you like? I did everything myself! - While she danced around with his eyes closed holding his head and nodded to stay away.
- Please AJ, stop jumping to make me seasick, what have you done? - She said with a drawl, swaying slightly on the spot.
In place of the child who was still hopping mad with joy right and left, said David, including an attack and the other with laughter.
- Look at that beautiful scenery! ... The sofa and the carpet! ... - I felt increasingly ill, he would laugh, so what's it matter? It was not he who was to donate a kidney and sell their families to repay the disaster, the "prissy" David had his hands clean. the thick stomach is always made her feel stronger and I felt the chills go through my body. If you were not petrified on the spot I would have gone down, but the only thing I could do was look terrified David Pearl, who was laughing and that was looking around with eyes half shut.



- What do the odd carpet and couch? And who is that? What are you doing in my house? - Pearl said, completely disoriented. At those words I almost gave up the knees, like I did to be so blind! It was clear as the sun, Pearl was the owner of the room I had seen before! She was the sister more Alan Junior! And so ... Oh my God .. Around me everything became dark.

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Generation.

 I don't feel at home in this generation
The ones without a need they ain't got a reason
I've been feeling alone in this generation

I've had a realization
No one really listens nothing's really there
I'm choosing sides
I'm keeping up with you and your invasion eyes
You got the world in a coma
You put the knife in our back and no one even cares

I've been feeling alone in this generation
I ain't found the need I ain't found the reason
I got nowhere to go in this generation

You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take it
I've had a realization

Don't tell me to listen nothing's ever there
I'm choosing sides
I'm keeping up with you and your invasion eyes
You got the world in a coma and the trick bag
You put the knife in our back and no one even cares

I think I've had enough of this generation

Ain't you bad enough
I think I had enough of this generation
The ones without a need they ain't got a reason
I don't feel at home in this generation

You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take it

've Had a realization No one really listens
's really nothing there I'm choosing sides

I'm keeping up with you and your invasion eyes You got
the world in a coma You put the
Our knife in back and no one even cares

Is not You Had Enough I've Had Enough


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farewell my friends, tomorrow, snow permitting, I go back to earth of Albion and I could not return alive from the mosh murderess brixton academy or frost hours of waiting in line .*

if I had to go worse for you, because I'll have stories to tell.


* Yes, Denise, you have helped to put your recent experiences with anxiety * _ *
I hope you're doing better in bologna!


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Chapter 11: Mara Mullen

CHAPTER 11 (Part 1)
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appearance was all in the life of Erica Mullen. Ever since her children were small she had to self educate and etiquette in public. But he could not predict that at age 13 one of his small, one that immediately had proved to be the most controlled and most educated suddenly decided to rebel.
Erica Mullen was very surprised when the dean of the school sent for a sunny afternoon in September. It was even more surprised to learn that the reason for his call was placed and his sweet daughter Mara.
And Erica Mullen was horrified when the principal told her that her daughter had set fire to the hair of his companion, even risking her very badly.



Erica Mullen for the first time he did not know how to handle the situation, decided to punish her daughter and trying to cover up the news that he had no control over the foibles of family arsonists.
But when after one month visits to the school principal Mara multiplied like mushrooms Erica decided it was time to take matters in hand.
would not have allowed the gossips of the city to leave in around saying that it was not a good mother or that his daughters were crazy.
spoke with her husband and convinced him to include the sweet and laid Forthwort Mara College, renowned for its harsh discipline and for the price of the monthly fee.
the sister of Mara, Emma is too young to understand, she thought that her sister had left for a nice vacation, and dreamed for a long time she could go to her company.



What Emma did not imagine that his return was his older sister was a completely different person. A cold and frosty
Mara had returned from college after 5 years, and from that day that he realized that Emma was not at all a holiday, but a brainwashing true.
From that moment on, Emma was to pick up the stick dell'insolenza and rebellion, feeling almost compelled to wake up his sister from the "sleep" forced.
Over time, however, Emma's struggle turned into a series of spiteful acts to disturb the peace of Erica.
She unlike her sister was never sent to a reformatory.
Emma ever wondered why, assuming that his cleverness was what helped her to overcome all the troubles.



- Today Alan returns from his business trip. Emma, it might be nice for once and avoid your usual jokes? He's a serious person! - Mara said, trying to look in all angles in the mirror.
Emma looked up to heaven but not replied.
- Miss Mullen, this hairstyle suits her so much! - Exclaimed the organizer affectation.
- In a few weeks I am no longer Miss Mullen, but I'll be Mrs. Stewart! - Acidamene Mara said. The organizer
smiled forcibly. I noted with a touch of irony as the organizers desperately sought a way to be befriended by Mullen "who counted" and could not find one.
- Mom what do you say? - Mara went looking fearful Erica. He continued to look at himself in the mirror, frantically, almost hoping that the reflection would convince the mother to adopt it.
The latter, however, did not seem particularly interested in his daughter's hairstyle.
- Mara You look great, as always ... What time will you say Alan? - Answered nervously watching for the umpteenth time, the gold watch.



I wondered what could possibly be special about this Alan so anxious to put even Erica. But I could not concentrate much on him, Frank had just rang the doorbell and I flew to open the door with a smile on his face.
- Frankie! - Opening the door exclaimed loving. He greeted me with a big smile.
He was dressed in sports and was all sweaty. I had discovered that his new passion since he arrived Madison was to go running every day. For that reason a few times I was not able to find it in his room.
- They're all nervous about the arrival of the boyfriend of Mara, I do not know if I should see you dressed like that! - I told him jokingly.
- will risk. - He said, blowing a kiss on the forehead.
The atmosphere in the room changed dramatically with the arrival of Frank, or at least changed when the smell came to the sensitive noses of snob Mullen Mullen senior and junior.
- It 's just going to run, has not rolled in a landfill. - Muttered by intercepting the horrified eyes of Mara in the mirror.
- There! - She replied promptly. - These are the jokes you'll need to avoid tonight. - He answered Mara electrocution.
- I grabbed Mara, do not even open my mouth to ask for salt, do not worry! - Esalai exasperated.
Mara was about to reply, but the anticipated Erica, say they want to book in a fancy restaurant to better welcome Alan. The speech never came up to me on the smell of Frank.



- Frankie, please, go to the hotel and come back all clean and pinto, do it for me. - Pleaded.
- Emmy Sure, you do not even ask. - Answered and walked towards the door greeting me with a caress.
As Frank was sweet, I love it when I was wearing gloves, I had the feeling of being valuable to someone.

- Tonight - 4

looked like statues crammed into the large entrance of Villa Mullen. All property pending the wonderful husband of Mara. I discovered that he was the CEO of a large pharmaceutical company, and their marriage would be the event of the year. I wondered what was so exciting about having a wedding sfarzosissimo.
What was certain was that I definitely, and marriage were two completely different things. In this I agree with Frank, even he would never marry and we would be happy forever.
The skids of wheels out the door announced the arrival of the limousine by Alan Stewart. Mara began to fuss, but it was off to glare at Erica, as he approached the door.
I asked the reason for this ridiculous farce, so now he had arrived, we knew we could not open the door already, or at least just stay on our own without necessarily playing the role of "servants"?



Erica theatrically opened the door after he had rung the bell.
- Alan, dear, what a pleasure to see you! How was your trip? I hope that was not so tiring. - My mother exclaimed with mock surprise. He had used the warmer tone that I had never heard him use. Even with our little dog was so gentle.
The man on the door was not exactly as I had imagined: brainwashed by thousands of comedies Romantic I imagined the CEO as a young man and spick, those that we fell in love at first sight and have a different woman every night of the week.
The man in front of me, however, was decidedly low-fat, his hair were falling and were beginning to turn white.
was stuck at full strength in Armani, and everything about him screamed "I have money."
Her skin was treated, but had something in his face that made him look 10 years older than his age ... One moment, but how many years could have? I could not precisely estimate the age, seemed to almost be Mara's father, not her boyfriend.
What he could see Mara in this man? I find it somewhat repellent.
- The trip went well, thanks Erica. - He replied politely. The tone of her voice was really deep, it seemed fake.
- My love! - Mara cooed parandoglisi front. His voice had never been so acute and disturbing.
- Riri! I missed you a lot in these 2 weeks. - Said, hugging her. [I] "Riri"? [I] I thought, terrified.
- I am really sorry for not be able to be at the funeral of Jack, but if not I concluded the merger would have lost a lot of money. - In the direction of the allegations against Erica, still stuck on the door. Mara meanwhile looked at him adoringly.
- Do not worry Alan, we understand perfectly. - Uttered her understanding.



The look of him at this point he stopped at me and Frank. His gaze on me made me shudder, was insistent and greasy. Fortunately Eric introduced us once, and he seemed to lose interest in us. After polite greetings
we moved into the dining area, and there promptly Mara began to speak of marriage, listing what he had done everything in detail, Frank and I sat inert on the couch.
time seems to pass more. Erica and Mara were on two man as vultures and he seemed to be accustomed to all the attention.
when Erica was a release said it was time to go for dinner



The dinner went very formal, I almost did not open his mouth except to answer the questions I posed to the future husband of Mara, but I always felt uncomfortable. Frank was not even considered. His place in regard to Mr. Stewart was an empty seat.
The end of the dinner was almost a blessing, and I was able to take leave with Frank deftly avoiding all the fuss.
kept wondering what he could find Mara in a man like that, but then I realized that he liked his "green" cash.
We really get to this level? Exchange for the love of sleazy money? Giving up a peaceful and happy life just to satisfy their material needs?
me turning in my bed and I could not shake these thoughts.
After what seemed to me to fall asleep until he finally convinced of exaggerating as usual.

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♥ I feel less alone and I feel very happy for that final sentence.
Ah, the joys of a small fangirl * happy sigh *
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I just finished reading something wonderfully romantic and I cried the little heart that joy from all the ventricles (yes, okay ...).
This is obviously a fanfic in English. An AU. Ah, yes that is Wolfstar ♥

Title: A Recipe in Four Parts
Author: carmentakoshi
Prompt Number: #14 submitted by remuslives23
Rating: PG for slight language
Pairing(s): Remus/Sirius, James/Lily
Summary: Present day non-magic AU. The recipe: Remus, a down-on-his-luck junior accountant, is assigned to a small, equally down-on-its-luck business. The ingredients: add one handsome but surly baker, two young parents and co-managers, one energetic toddler, and one concerned best mate. Mix. Bake, let sit, and enjoy.
Warnings: pompous writing, liberties taken with the profession of accountant
Word Count: approx. 33 000 (!!!)
Author's Notes: Dear prompter: thank you for this lovely prompt! Without it, I probably would not have been inspired to write for this fandom for a long time. For that, I would like to dedicate this piece to you.
I know you didn’t specifically ask for James and Lily, and much less Harry, but I was just itching to write them so I really couldn’t resist. I hope that you and the rest of the puppyshippers here enjoy this sweet little tale. Cheers! :)

Per quelli che non masticano l'inglese: sì, è ambientata ai nostri giorni, yes, Remus is an accountant and again, Sirius is a pastry chef. Awwwww ♥
What I loved about this story?
Remus, for starters, and his being so ... so ... inappropriate, then brilliant, then a rational adult.
Then Harry, because it is a love child.
Above Sirius because although not a child behaves exactly as if it were. And when does the baby I release you, here.
No, really, read it, because it is not just fluff and romantic oh I love you I love you too get married (?), But ... is ... likely. And there's a lot of FSO and do nothing but bicker e. .. Read it. Trust me.



Randomness.
* I am literally going crazy for a week or so, for this song . No, really, what the heck they put in?
* I finished acting for one of the contest which ends on 30, but I have a huge problem. I have a habit to always read the story before publishing it to someone and the fact that this contest can not do paranoia I'm going in! I need reassurance when I write, opinions and also cues, why not? I can not do it. I want to trash the history and retire, but ... would be a shame, no?, now that I've written. But why do the contest have to be so racist-beta-reader? ç_ç
* My ugly boy. Rivedetelo, that there is bad
* ♥ I have a thousand things to write: I'm terribly late for a birthday, not much is coming too slowly and I have not finished what I wanted and in general are in total panic The shooting because and Sirius is going to end strike for months. Yes, I am in a panic.
* Not in the panic, however, to review the December 13.
* Finish.


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Deathly Hallows

Yes, I saw him because he just had to see.
However, the evening began well: tortillas and fried, Tartufone for dessert (a, thanks ♥) small parties to one (I won ... well, 1-1, 5? Were three to play) and then on, real cinema!
post office, waiting ten minutes spent playing "names, things, the city" with the names potteriani and then ... we go.


I left the theater satisfied. Definitely not a feeling that I felt when I saw the sixth, nor when I saw the V. ..
The environments are like pictures, to be precise (random list because it follows so I will in mind): Shell Cottage
* * _ * it was her! *
the scene of the lake - part of Radcliffe naked for the umpteenth time. Luckily I was too focused on telling myself "It is not cold! Not cold!"
* Godric's Hollow and the cemetery (happy places, oh yeah!)
* The gate of Malfoy Manor * _ * I want it! * Forests
any other business - the landscapes were wonderfully beautiful ♥

Then, in short, I think this time we have taken the trouble to read the film. They have done a good summary, after all, being a summary of course some parts were cut, but they were the parts that I expected were cut (and I think they did well to add the part where Hermione Oblivia parents, because it was a very touching scene) (well, me has touched me, okay?).
Then I liked the figure of the idiot that makes us Lucius * _ * (yes, it is an idiot, okay? Elegantly dodges * curses * any other business), I loved Bellatrix because how can you not love that woman (I mean Bonham Carter ♥)? You have to admit it: you can not. Then those five seconds five Gellert made me fangirl (because it's cool). And I think the solution you came up to tell the story of three brothers was BRILLIANT (yes, CAPSLOCK and bold because it seemed almost See a short film by Tim Burton ♥).
But there were just two points that I have not digested ...
1) Now, I can not remember everything perfectly the seventh book, but I am absolutely certain that Grindelwald, when Vold goes to him a little visit to Nurmengard, did not say "Oh yeah, and I know that the Elder Wand is buried with the old. We'll see, eh! " And then, like, Gellert is not killed? No, I definitely went down.
2) I knew it. I mean, I knew it, but it is another thing. Or rather not see it. Because I knew I would not have told the story of Regulus, I was sure 100% right and this dampened my enthusiasm. But here, I would like to hear a little 'more than a "Oh, so RAB is Sirius's brother ... We are looking for the medallion?"
I know there is and all that, but ... Regulus is that I have ignored, you know?

For the rest I was soffisfatta: Radcliffe is increasingly ugly and increasingly unable to act (oh, but maybe I saw a flash of expression at the end when Dobby died, poor Dobby), Rupert and Emma are great and cuddly - yes, I have something against it?
Bill is cool, although I had seen in the photo does not convince me and Neville made the figure of the hard and I have loved you. I liked a lot Luna & Father (adorable together ♥), I managed to pass unscathed the cheerful "Oh, hello Harry! You know, me and Remus ..." Mad-Eye was interrupted only because the phrase * _ * (Yes, I was talking to Tonks, that poor thing is getting ugly ...). On the other hand I think a lot of love in the role of Remus Thewils (well, not my Remus, for what we Bojan ♥), but the film of Remus.
Although there was the birth of adoration blue little thing! \u0026lt;- Ted, yes, I talk about Teddy Lupin
XD But I'm sure there will be in the second half. must otherwise could kill *___* (yes, I could kill Ted). I do not say much, just enough for me a "Hey, you know that Remus and Tonks have a baby blue?". Oh, so it seems that there is talk of a Smurf, but okay XD

In conclusion: yes, I am very satisfied. Apart from those two points that I do not own right - well, especially the first. Of course, I did not expect the Grindeldore, but even that Gellert did the part of the son of a bitch that all drafts.
But are they really that I remember correctly? Because frankly I do not remember XD Gellert says nothing, right? Reassure me, right?
Well, anyway: the sufficiency full time if they are to be awarded * scored a 6 in his class register *

impressions cold tomorrow, if I XD want

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Chapter 9: Courage

CHAPTER 9
After a sea of thoughts should be the peace of mind.

The next morning I awoke with a headache from oscar. Stirai me and tried to get up. I had not had a hangover like this since the early days when I had moved to Los Angeles from my aunt. At that time I wore pink hair and I thought the world was an enemy to fight. My way of fighting it was self-destruction, that girl that I was clever ...
I tried to get up again and dragged me towards the ideas the bathroom with his eyes half shut. Remember only flashes of the night, and I had the unpleasant feeling that each piece of the puzzle I had made a bad figure.
out of the bathroom completely new set-up went downstairs for breakfast or lunch (I had lost track of time). There was something strange in the house and did not understand what it was.
I ate my toast always that feeling that something was not in place, and while I was giving the last morsel I finally understood.



The house was completely empty! I should have instantly realizing it, I was not awakened by the cries of them Erica nor by Mara, then automatically there was something wrong!
wave of adrenaline through me, and I felt suddenly awake.
Erica was definitely going to be meeting with that guy, and I because of my stupidity I was losing it!
The part of me but looked at from morning to night detective wrinkled her nose, it was risky to organize an illegal meeting in broad daylight!
What could I do? While I desperately tried in vain to come again in my father's study. That damned woman Always lock, but what the hell he had to hide with such care?



I could think of nothing but the phone call, hoping that he had remembered to take it, e chiederle direttamente dove fosse.
- Pronto. - Rispose la sua voce squillante dall'altra parte della cornetta.
- Eri. Cioè Mamma. - Non fosse mai che avrebbe accettato che la chiamassi per nome! - Dove sei? Mi sono svegliata e non ti ho trovato in casa. - dissi ostentando un tono calmo. In realtà ero in preda all'eccitazione.
- Scusa, non pensavo che ti servisse una baby sitter. Comunque per tua informazione sono andata in municipio a ritirare le carte del testamento e dell'assicurazione sulla vita di tuo padre. Ci vediamo per pranzo ok? -mi rispose asciutta.
Bene, di male in peggio. Se stava ritirando l'assicurazione sulla vita voleva dire che l'incontro era già avvenuto. Magari giusto la sera prima mentre io perdevo il My time in the useless party. Mounted inside the anger I felt, I had lost the only important thing that was worth me staying there. Preferring a stupid party! Hurled the phone at his place without even saying goodbye my mother and I left the house, I had to walk a bit to clear my head. The headaches also stopped me from thinking clearly, and I was chopping the brain in 2 parts.



I knocked on the door of the room of Frank. every noise I cracked my head. No response. I waited a quarter of an hour on his return but nothing. Where the hell were all this morning?
Black anger I left that hotel by 4 money and began to wander aimlessly through the town. Whenever meet a human being trying to hide because I do not recognize.
I went back to the lake, but even that place was able to calm down as he had done, in addition to the chirping of birds and the sun's glare did nothing but annoy me even more.

back into the house of Eric slammed the door. Thing that I regretted having made a second later, as the sound even more crazy I tore his head.
Erica was in the kitchen and leaned out to see who had made the noise.
- Ah, it's you. Where have you been all morning? - Asked me not really interested.
- I did a lap of the interest due. - I blurted as I sat in the wrong way on a chair dining room. She was making coffee. He pointed to the coffee machine but I did nod my head. I had nausea.
On the other hand she was fully dressed, and had returned Erica ever.
- On the Emma! Do not do that this morning I was joking! - I answered cheerfully. Merrily ....
?
I was talking to my mother or with his double? She looked just looking, but the gestures were strange, different. He was too happy.
- Erica? Are you okay? - I told her evil looks.
- Do not call me Eric! - Shrieked with his usual methodical tone.
- Ahh, I knew then! Life insurance is a nice nest egg eh! - Ammiccai subtle. Erica
blanched. I liked the feeling of being able to hit it once, then despite my good angel to tell me to stop I kept on teasing.
- quell'avvoltoio Strange that the other is that your daughter is not here for scratching his part. - Concluded malignant.



Erica was whiter than a ghost, perhaps I had touched a chord. She blinked a few times, looking but not really seeing me.
Finally, I began to fire, and said in a tone that is not suited for anything from the Eric I knew.
Erica looked like I had seen the first few days in the mailbox.
- I've turned me into this monster? - I was
incredulos. My head throbbed painfully and I could not truly realize the situation. Part of me (presuppose the devil) but seemed to suggest the words that I never had the courage to say.
- Exactly. Are you satisfied? - I replied in a tone very little of myself and much, much resembling a dog that growls.
- I bet all these years you did nothing but enjoy life behind me I've torn! - Against the sbraitai.



She withdrew from me scared of the reaction. I on the other hand was like a time bomb that had waited 10 years to explode. And I was broke.
- E-Emma ... You know it is not. - She tried to whisper.
- Sure! All I know is you forced me to abort, you have the blood of your grandson on your hands and do not even try remorse! - I screamed with all the breath I had. I realized that because of the tears I could not see anything and the pain in my head by now had turned the room into un'ammasso of colors in which only the figure of Erica stuck.
- I THOUGHT IT WAS THE RIGHT THING FOR YOU! - Shouted, trying to drown out my voice. I could not see anger.



- The right thing to ME? Are you sure? I think that was the right thing for YOU! You did not want to have more trouble than your 2 daughters loser, and you wanted to keep your beautiful golden castle of appearances intact! - Shouted in one breath. Suddenly
I felt drained of all the anger I felt. I was able to tell her what I had always imagined it to say.
She looked petrified and eyes bulging in amazement. While I was still in a position of attack gasping with the effort.
reappears and I massaged my temples.
- Listen, Erica, now 10 years have passed, the damage is done and you can not continually cry over spilled milk, then drink your coffee as well, I do not eat, I'm not hungry. - I said calmly. I always had my eyes closed and I felt more than 100 years old.
- Emma ... I did not think ... I never imagined ... - Muttered.
sighed. Now that I had finally vented all the rage and all the blame I revert to my mother for 10 years seemed to fade.
- Do not worry, Erica, the past is the past, I got over it. - I said wearily. Seeing her in that state was a strange feeling, I had never seen without his usual mask of self-control, it seemed much older and far more common than I had ever appeared.
- Emma, why do not you ever tell me? You just kept inside all these years? How could you not tell me anything? - He said in a choked voice. He was crying? I looked scared. He really began to cry bitterly.
What was I supposed to do? I felt completely uncomfortable. A daughter who had never had any relationship with her mother would had to console her? It seemed totally inappropriate action.
My head was bursting, but I went timidly uncertain and clapped a hand on her back.
- Come on, Mom, do not cry. Let's say the issue is closed so ... Ok? - I said thoughtfully.
It seemed a completely unreal, his daughter, who comforts the forlorn mother and made wealthy. The world was taking a strange turn when I was back.



Erica quickly wiped her tears and went back to the usual piece of ice ever, or at least, was what I was trying to prove. Eyes red and his eyes filled with emotion betrayed in full.
- Emma if this is the reason that for 10 years you come back I do not know how I could ever forgive me from you. Please accept my apologies and I hope that with time can you forgive me, I was blinded by the perfection at the time, was not at all a good time. You may not remember, you were too small, but many years ago many things have happened that I'd rather not remember. I was not thinking, and I think I have you wound in the soul with my behavior. Please forgive me my baby! - Said with a tone of voice that was not his. A tone is not shrill and not evil, but full of love and remorse.
I watched in awe and I did not know what to say. My head was spinning and I felt like crying.
hugged her, perhaps for the first time in my life and I felt that I could forgive her, that I could know and that I was not so much alone as I thought.

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CHAPTER 8
Trust or distrust? And 'This is the dilemma.

Day reunion with her boyfriend who turns out to be an idiot. s
David Where's My Car with a look all perfect except her. s
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Sarah Sheridan was not made to wait, and two days later I received his call.
He organized the "big" reunion, as she had called for that night, asked to report in suitable clothing. With adequate
wanted the same clothes that they used the stars when they had to cross the red carpet. With the enthusiasm that I came back over the ears dragged Frank to buy 2 dresses elegant combination. I was very surprised
Frank, was convinced that I had wanted to go alone to this party, and had the least understood that he was my lifeline, and therefore his presence was more than obliged.



At 8:00 o'clock Frank and I we were holding hands in front of the imposing door of "home" Sheridan. I felt at my side to Frank about a curse of the house.
- But they are all so here in Madison? I wonder what has prompted you to choose the small apartment where we live, a Jacuzzi and butler. - I said, still with that face in amazement.
- If you were not coming I would never have known, Frankie. - I said smiling, with a tone that was presupporsi sweet and loving.
I went back to look at the door and my smile was already dead. I took a deep breath and walked resolutely into the party.



- We're not even disfiguring time, you are quiet small. - I whispered to Frank for the fourth time. I was not relaxed even for half a second since I came into this room full of people.
- I know, I know. I am very calm indeed! - Said while sneering waiter snatched from the hand of the third glass of white wine.
He grinned back, but his facial expression changed completely, as if struck by something that was behind my back.
I turned it too, and I understood completely what had attracted his attention.
just appeared in the doorway was the most beautiful woman on the planet. Hardly noticed that he was David's arm, her attention completely converged on her, so appeared to be part of a world in which we mere mortals would never set foot.



took a few steps along with her partner and her dress as if on the move had been sewn by the angels, I felt a pang of envy for tremendous as every person in the room was staring at her.
seemed so much a movie scene, the one in which the princess enters the room and all fell silent to pass it.
I saw the corner of Sarah Sheridan literally starting in the fourth, and David plaza in front of her and start speaking with his usual ways.
David looked embarrassed, but introduced his companion to education, he looked very posh and above all very bored.
He shook hands with Sheridan's plump enough disgusted expression on his face, but always with a smile of courtesy that was required by the canons good education.



Sheridan was now completely focused on her, David was only an ornament placed beside them. Smiles of that comparison that I had thought and said. He had not lost its charm, always the best for David Cooper ... Except that my question though.
At that moment he looked up and found I was still staring at him, as a good as I was rude. I quickly divert my, turning quickly to Frank, still enchanted watching the woman with her mouth half open.
I gave him a punch in the ribs, and I was glad to get him at least a little evil.
- Emma Good evening. - Said the voice of David dangerously close behind me. I turned with a beaming smile on his face, and immediately I felt out of place. Obviously he had approached her, and I found myself at the feet in all its beauty. Up close, if possible, was even more beautiful.
He was staring at my stupid face with an expression of pain, I literally wiped out the already super fake smile off my face.
- Good evening David! - I said, trying to look for more than 3 seconds without peeking at her.
- You know when Sarah called me this morning I did not expect at all! When he told me that the idea came after the meeting you are was even more shocked! I do not think you were a type of party. In fact I think that you did not want to see your back ... - I said, all smiles. Perhaps that sentence was the longest he had managed to tell me when I was back. I could always run away from him with some excuse.
- And now ... Here I am instead. TaDan! - Answered by voice almost choked. But why did I say?? If I could I would have beaten strong that figure.



The look of the crew moved superbly by David Frank, and I could read them in the face of those who know the pleasure of being beautiful and desired by all men on earth. Surely Frank, who had not utter half a word since he saw her, was staring at her like an idiot.
- She is Pearl. - David asserted intercepting my eyes.
- Oh! - I received. The floor shook his hand, almost scared to squander it, and Frank did the same.
was all excited, did not believe the true fact that there was this woman and he the same as shaking hands. I looked up to heaven.
- He's Frank, I mean Franchis. - He said, pointing. I was definitely stumbled on the conversation.
- Pleasure Frank Franchis. - David joked, shaking hands with my boyfriend. Irritation I felt to hear him make fun of me for a moment dominates all other emotions I was feeling.
How Sarah Sheridan, Frank also began to talk to Pearl, seemed to have a lot of things to say. He looked like an angel on earth, she looked like a big stain on her dress perfectly. David and I were facing each other in silence, listening to Frank's monologue. Every time I crossed my eyes I saw her ready to tell me something, but I tried to move my eyes so quickly that he did not have the time to start anything.
stove and nervous than I allontai situation with the excuse to take a drink. Step
totally wrong because David caught the ball and came with me. Frank there was no way she knocked the nails.



- I see that your boyfriend and Pearl along very well. - David said, trying to make conversation.
- And now. - I said without enthusiasm. - 1 glass of white wine and a smooth whiskey please. - I told the waiter hasty. David I buzzed around annoyingly.
- You should not have to order? - I asked angrily. He seemed amused by my difference in my reactions moody.
- The same young lady who took pleasure. - He told the bartender without looking.
- When did you become so sure of yourself? - He asked me scrutinizing. I wanted to contradict him, at that time, even directly at that time I felt anything but confident.
- I would say since I started to think with my head without any other decisions in my place. - I answered boldly, clearly referring to our past. He frowned and looked down. This night was not so bad after all, I was able to remove the smile off my face perfect for David.
- Sorry, but Frank is waiting for me. - Concluded coolly taking the glasses from the bar. Unfortunately Frank was doing anything but waiting for me.
- I forgive you sooner or later Ems, I was young and stupid, and you know that too. - Said behind me. I paused for a second shock to tremble. Maybe I should not bring up the past, after 10 years had passed, I should move on. I felt a lump in my throat. I shook from me all thought it was David and I went to my lover, who was still trying to talk to Pearl, now surrounded by a considerable group of men.
Scolai a sip of my drink with Frank and dragged her away from her.



The evening proceeded more peaceful than expected. Although the topic of conversation for most of the attendees was the "return of the crazy Emma Mullen" Frank and I were apart, whispering and eating snacks found at the tables. Every now and then my ex
companion approached to speak, and I felt generous that night confirmed first-hand all the gossip going around about me. Then everyone would go his way.
- Watch Frankie, that was the secchionissimo class. - I told him every now and then pointing to a person in the room.
- Look how fat! And that is his wife, surely betrays him. - Continued Saputelli. I listened to Frank
patient. I would never have accepted but I was fairly amusing.
- Oh look at that and squaldrina Marnie Claise! E 'became well despite bad ... - I could not finish what I meant to Frank, because my eyes had fallen on the evening of the couple: David and Pearl.
He had surrounded his side casually and was whispering in his ear. Something she seemed to accept, because he smiled (and was even more beautiful) and blew a kiss on the cheek.
I turned to Frank, who was next to me eagerly swallowing the caviar from its saucer. The scene that presented to me was the complete opposite of what I had just seen.
took Frank's arm and tried to look seductive, but he turned to me with the muzzle of food and all dirty with her mouth full moaned:
- What do Emmy, moved that I'm eating! Have you tasted this mush black? It 'delicious! - The shooting I softened.
- E 'caviar, smart, and then do not eat so fast that you choke. - I said dryly.
Frank and I were not accustomed to expressions of affection in public, in fact, throughout the evening we had almost touched, but that bothered me in the eyes of others apparissimo the perfect couple, as they seem to appear Barbie and Ken.



emptied another glass of whiskey and I realized that my head was spinning a lot, I tried to do the bill in mind of what I had been drinking but I always lost reach 8 glasses.
- Frankie I'm going out for a moment, take some air. - I announced, and went at full speed on the terrace.
I leaned against the railing and closed her eyes. Bad move, my head spinning even more in the dark.
looked at the sky, breathing deeply, so much better.
I turned toward the room where everyone seemed to enjoy a lot. I noticed that Frank had made friends with the former super nerd in my class, I would bet that he still was.
Surely they were talking about numbers and calculations, Frank held the accounts of the bar and bragged a lot about how he managed to make calculations very difficult even in mind.
continued my tour of looks and of course I could not see David, still clinging to the doll living.
I saw him move his eyes around the room and then notice me distracted. I turned now my frown.



Fortunately I managed to convince Frank to go away. Not that I had to do anything, I just say two words he knew at once what state I was, and we parted soon.
- Now besides the fact that the crazy is back as it has become even sparlerà un'ubriacona! - Biascicai while Frank pulled me back home in the car.
- Shhh, do not worry, we're almost at home. - I whispered constantly attentive.
- but they are very calm I told you. - Yells when he had spoken to the fifth time.
- Hey Emmy, I have not told to stay quiet! - I said upset.
- Oh, well, now you're offended ... So I should not say that I hate when you call me "Emmy." - Uttered the last word with a shrill voice eerily similar to my sister. I began to laugh out loud, that was just evening was fun. But Frank did not answer and continued to watch the road. Although at times the road and saw all the moving I realized that I have offended.
- I'm sorry my love! You are always so good and kind to me tonight and I have been a real bitch to you. - Uttered trying to hug him and kiss him.
- Emma're still, I do not see the way! - Exclaimed, trying to get rid of me.
risistemai me in my place, but I fell asleep within a few minutes.