Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Wrestling Singlets Store

Chapter 6: Frank Bishop

CHAPTER 6
Hearing voices is the first step towards madness.



When I opened my eyes I found on the bedside table a note informing me that Frank had moved to the hotel. I found out later that Erica, taking advantage of the fact of meeting him alone in the kitchen the morning after the funeral, had done so many questions and then watch it with the contempt that he had understood that rather than go on like this would have stayed even on the road.
A smile came naturally to me, put my note on the bedside table and I stiracchiai. I cried all night and I was exhausted.
Looking in the mirror I realized that the more time passed since the day of the funeral and the worse. The trick now account for little or nothing of the dark circles that had taken up residence under my eyes.
Sbuffai and at least tried to fix her hair, hoping to reduce that feeling that I turned into a panda.



I wore a dress found in my old closet. It was white and when I was 17 I came to the ankles, was now a little smaller, but I was fine though. When it fell below
Erica looked me all aflutter.
- And where did you get that from? I thought to have him thrown! - Exclaimed before returning to his newspaper.
Actually I found that did not read anything, just looked at the horoscope, the announcements of marriages and deaths.
Today on the page in question was an article about my father, who occupied the entire sheet, together with a photo in black and white while he was handed the keys to the city for services rendered to the municipality.
conspicuously as if a donation at a time of crisis could be considered a "service".
- Erica was in my closet! You have not completely rid of all my stuff, be careful, because people could find some proof of my existence here! - I joked, but she interpreted it correctly and you clouded.
Definitely we did not know at all.



- Emma, please do not say such things. You know it is not. Even if now your father is dead ... - Began seriously.
Oh what I had set in motion? The turn which had taken the "conversation" was very dangerous, I just had to put an end.
- Mom please do not! Just kidding. - I exclaimed trying to raise their voices to overcome her.
She jumped on the spot, frightened by my cry, and it was then that I realized for the first time as it was reduced.
He had purple circles under his eyes, and consistently took the position that seemed much, much older.
When he realized that the team was stiff and with a "OK" uttered in the most arrogant can you brought the coffee and the newspaper in his room.



I felt a wave of sadness through me, seems now more than ever, mother and daughter. I covered my mouth with his hand just a second before starting to cry.
There was a drug to forget? Grey's Anatomy had spoken, too bad it was all fiction.
I left the house directly to the hotel where he was staying Frank, determined to distract me from thoughts of death and emptiness.

Piazzai me behind the door with a fake smile that much more real, and knocked. I realized that the door seemed very harder than usual, or maybe it was my arm that was much more fragile ...
- Hey - I exclaimed rocking on his feet when I opened it.
- Hello - I answered him giving me a kiss on the cheek. - Did you sleep a little better tonight? - Churches doubtful. My face was talking bad enough alone.
- Mmm - biascicai, bringing them into the room without waiting for the invitation. I fell on the bed and moved a little cloud of dust.
- You could get a better room, that smell of mildew, Frankie - I said, coughing up dust.
- It was not necessary, now is a matter of days and go away, the rest of the chores you can leave your mother and your sister, your presence is no longer needed here. - Said, sitting next me.
- Already ... - I murmured softly. I looked at the sky cleared out of the window not too convinced volermene go away so soon.
There were too many things that I have not returned.



I jumped up, I felt impatient and restless, that room gave me claustrophobia, and Frank was giving me on my nerves, how could it be always so calm and peaceful?
- Frankie, how many times have I said that I do not like that shirt? But you always put it, you care at all! - Sbraitai.
He looked at me puzzled, surely in his head had become crazy.
- Hey, Ems, stay calm, but what's the matter? - Said rising uncertainty away from the bed and "accidentally" a few paces from me.
- I do not take nothing, or at least nothing that you can understand it seems. It does not seem difficult, do not put that shirt again! - Continued, although I felt that I was about to cross the threshold of exaggeration. She was so beautiful but the feeling I was feeling, semi liberation.
- Ok, ok, then I just do not take off the start. - He said removing that horrible brown sweater.



- But bravo! Emma satisfied, so he's good and good, this spoiled child! - I yelled excitedly. - Do you know what I say? Save it too your sweater. - Concluded that room and went out slamming the door behind him dreadful.
I wandered aimlessly for a few hours in the streets "decorated with bows" of Madison, frustration and guilt, however, do not leave me.
so I headed in the only place where I could not feel bad: The lake.



The view of the lake fills my heart, had always been a wonderful vision, and even now after so many years I emozinava.
I sat on the bank and began to throw stones into the water. My mood unnamed er always there but now it was replacing the guilt.
Frank had no fault, I should not have to vent my frustrations on him, he was the right thing ...
My eye fell on a group of ducks which flutters happy little away from me.
One of them had a following of five adorable chicks.
At that moment I suddenly realized that life goes on, despite all the tragedies and despite all the pain. I felt that all my frustration was due to the fact that it was not present to him when he needed it, and I realized I did not want to return so soon, I felt almost compelled to help my family to heal my 10 year absence.
After placing their lives at last I could go back to mine.
sighed.
I thought of Frank, as I had left. I got up and went back to his hotel resigned, I had to speak clearly. It would have been understanding and I would certainly supported, as always ...



I came back outside his door and knocked gently, even knocking the way I apologize.
He opened it and looked at me grimly. I hated when I looked in his face painted with that disappointment, I felt judged.
- I'm sorry - I whispered before he could say anything.
- You know I did not want. - I said a little louder, approaching him with a pitch.
His expression was torn, his share touchy told him to make me a little, but his gentle side won, fortunately for me.
I cleared my throat, I was hoping not to snap, I was really tired of crying.
- We talk about Frankie. Please do not interrupt me, if I do not say now I do not know if I will again say it out loud ... - Broke out in one breath. I had threatened to cry even once, maybe I was learning to control this new and odious me.
- Come on ... - Answered unsure.
talked a long time, or rather, I talked a long time. I told him that every moment I spent with my father and told him that I was missing, and everything I felt and that I knew in my short trip to the lake.
He obviously understood my reasons and supported me 100%. I had no doubts, I had planned everything. We hugged for a long time and then went home. It was already evening.



I opened the door trying to be quieter possible, Erica could have already gone to sleep.
The house was dark and silent, and the moon shone in all the ornaments in a way of Erica left.
I felt back girl, when at night I was afraid of monsters.
quickened my pace up the stairs. I was ridiculous, but I knew that this whole farce was due in Madison, was the city that brought misfortune.
I went stealthily to the study, perhaps now I could take a look.
I lowered the handle, the tension and silence I pressed hard against his ears, and finally pulled.
But nothing happened, the door was locked.
Damn! Erica wanted at all costs to keep all of the dark matter. I went back dejected and
angry in my room, but I stopped short.
were those voices that I hear? Or was it my imagination?

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Tractor Cake Step By Step

Chapter 5: Pain

CHAPTER 5
When you think you can get back to normal, it is precisely at that moment that things get complicated even more.



- Ready - said a drawling voice on the other side of the unit.
- Frank - breath - Sorry to bother you - breath.
- You know, I think I need you ... - I could no longer keep quiet with the breaths and started to cry like a fool, and repeating incoherent words like "hate Madison" "Sorry, frustration," "Daddy's dead. "Frank said nothing
it broke my delirium, the ceremony had just ended, and I had just seen the coffin which contains the body of my father being buried.
At this sight I had felt completely alone. My foolish pride was completely dead, and when the priest had not yet finished with his farewell prayer, I was already dialing the phone number of my boy.



Obviously the difference in the two hours that separated us was minimal, but never as at that moment I felt the need of his presence and his love.
I find myself ashamed of myself when I asked him to let me go alone.
Another quarrel had been unleashed, but then he understood.
He understood his version, that is where I needed to face and overcome my pain alone. The reality was that I was ashamed to take it home, my mother and the rest of the cabin would have been terrible to him, and he was too sensitive, I would not feel like it hurt.
- I'll be right my love. - He replied, and then attacked.
end of the world would be over for me, I loved him so much, you loved him.



We lived together for 3 months and we were together now for a year, my parents would not even know of its existence, while he had discovered their existence only volumes on the first occasion when he heard me talking on the phone with them. He wanted to know
all show, however, contrary to my way of dealing with the situation, he had one of those families and many of the worst sticky glue could not understand me.
But now I had also used their frequent visits, and their insistent advice and infiltration into our private lives. After all, I could not complain for any reason, before I had a family and later I found myself with too many people around.
I will not settle anything, and my conscience did nothing but repeat it, until it got the better of me.



- Emma what do you think? - Mara asked, coming up to me.
It was strange, for the first time I saw her sincerely grieved for our loss. Exactly from the moment he had seen the grave close to my father.
I turned toward her, and tried to say something, but I could not speak.
The knowledge that I could no longer talk to him, that I would never have asked for nothing and he could no longer ask me anything, just the fact of having the certainty of his existence takes my breath away, and I felt that there I would be more able to go on with my life.
A piece of me was now a certain number of feet underground, and was also dead, but a piece was so big that I could not bear weight on my chest. I
bottling sunglasses with a gesture that would seem natural, but did nothing but make me seem even more destroyed.



Mara had understood my mood, but did not realize that I needed one and only Frank, which its neighbor not helped me, and continued to babble.
- You know, at least you've seen him recently. But I saw him almost every day, you just can not understand how I feel. - Added distraught among his ravings.
Obviously this was the only sentence that I felt, and did nothing but infuriate me even more.
A whirlwind of confused thoughts swirled in my head, I could not put together a coherent sentence to answer. How dare even I would have the courage to say such things !!!!!
Just because I did not lick the ass of my to have the money did not mean however that I was not fond of them. IN MY FATHER. Every single happy memory of my childhood was associated with him, and she dared to say that I would never not like her?
No, I could not do it.
definitely wanted to leave the city forever, confirming and strengthening my idea never to return.



Frank had taken the first flight and would arrive in just a little.
I have sat on the steps of the house determined to wait his arrival there, even if I had to wait until late at night.
No one spoke to me, for once, my aura was so black that no one had the courage to approach. Each
so I could not sit and then started to measure the path counting my steps.
I was able to get to 200passi, I was surprised by myself.
After a while I walked I could not even in that, then I re sat afflicted and another burst into tears.
But how long it takes? They had been waiting 2 hours!
The sun was setting, and the lanterns that were snapped along the path automatically, releasing a sweet reflection on the ground have not yet been completely obscured by night.



After another hour I heard a car approaching and then stopping right in front of my house.
I got up and running literally threw myself into the arms of Frank.
His familiar smell brought me back home, safe in the sweet and Los Angeles, and managed to restrain her sobs. He had the time to pay the taxi driver, and take the small suitcase he had brought only before I began to cry again.
We were a little on the porch, and then decided that it was time to present it, it would be too rude to wait any longer.
Mara entered the house and Eric were sitting on the couch watching the gentle dance of flames in the fireplace. The TV was turned off, hovered in the air and a feeling of deep pain.
Even as I felt their pain, and it was not fake as I suspected, it was all their appearances, because I would notice that first instead of spending my time stupid to judge them.



Tossicchiai to attract their attention, and their like two zombies turned his head toward me.
Their blank expression changed instantly at the sight of Frank, becoming a polite disagreement.
"What was this stranger in their home at this time of night? And why he was dressed so filthy?" It seemed almost possible to hear their thoughts.
curse and benediction at the same time I introduced a short presentation of Frank, that flaunting of the perfect ways pinstripes, he went to shake hands first and then my mother and my sister, who continued to stare austere.
- a pleasure to finally meet you, Emma is always talking about you, home. - Oh, Frank, Frank, Frank, as you are a liar - I am Frank Bishop, the boyfriend of Emma. - The last words seemed to freeze the entire room.



Although I was an adult vaccine, panic began to take the chest.
I did not understand the reason for that feeling, but the look that I threw my immediate family was eloquent. "We have said nothing because he is a beggar." How to want to defend and pull up a little I said hurriedly
- Frank operates the premises in Los Angeles, called Open Bar, imagine that you have heard, the other week we went Jennifer Aniston ... -
I did not expect a specific reaction, but what followed left me nothing short incredulos.
Erica got up and after he complimented the work of Frank, and apologized for having gone to bed.
Mara did the same shortly afterwards, adding that Jennifer "Anison" liked a lot as a singer. Those two women seemed to be lived in harmony and it was beginning to scare me.
He turned to me with a look completely bewildered, and I, for the first time in I do not know what, I opened a real smile and then burst into tears again.



- are even worse as you told me! - Exclaimed he stroked my head while I cried clinging to his sweater felt.
- You know, I wanted to let you know My father, he was strong! - I said between sobs, and my thoughts ran to what I had heard that morning, her sobs subsided a bit.
I should tell Frank?
Well, he ran from me in a flash when I asked him, and I already knew that from now until the end of his stay would not have to lift a finger, it would have been thoughtful and perfect and I in a few days I would have taken completely.
A voice inside me, however, kept repeating that it was not something to disclose, that was my thing.
So I showed him his room (we could never share a room under the roof of Erica) without another word.

Flip Mino Generation Difference

Chapter 10: Next Steps?

CHAPTER 10
After a sea of thoughts should be the peace of mind.




My awakening, characterized by fatigue and back pain, now had the addition of screaming and shouting despair of my sister, who gave orders regarding organization of weddings, properly engaged by Erica. Angry
pulled another blow to the pad, he had now become my personal punging-ball, at least a handful a day it always collected.
My relationship with Erica after our late "reconciliation" had not improved even by half a point. But it was different, now there was a subtle awareness that the wall of hatred that had established between us (and I had built myself) was no longer there, or at least it was easy to climb over a wall. Finally
not feel that weight on my stomach, I felt more free, and consequently was less hating Madison. Although I should admit that the main cause of my newfound love for the city were beautiful days that were with me every morning.



I went downstairs, now fully prepared for the scene I would have presented below.
And as I suspected when I saw Mara began to scream louder, reaching new heights with her voice that could break all the windows. Erica
strangely that morning was with her. My mind worked not long a plan.
- Sorry, sorry. I go and leave you in peace to continue their preparations. - I cried with his hands up in mo 'apology, I rushed upstairs, glancing sideways to the organizer, who seemed completely melted.
The study had never been so messy. My father had a sort method that bordered on madness, and see all those cards thrown in bulk on your desk made a strange contrast to my memories.
I had to act quickly, I had the world all the time, Erica was able to return at any moment.
sheets began to take a chance and read some parts, hoping to find some clue as to what they really wanted.
[i] So payments to ensure that information was disclosed [/ i], I thought frantically.
fact sheets were full of all budgets. I took only a few seconds to realize that there was a fixed amount each month that was taken: 3000 Dollars. In some papers it was even highlighted in green.
What information could cost $ 3000, went on and how long this story?



On a budget I read the date 2004, but had no time to be looking for other older, were now more than 15 minutes I was there, Erica would soon be freed bird screamer that was my sister to return his daily occupation.
I had to figure out WHAT had triggered everything. My imagination free rein to wander, imagining various murders and get rid of corpses. Suddenly a scream
particularly acute when my sister passed the thick wooden door of the study to warn me that there were changes on the floor below.
blessed with the thought and ran out of the studio.
I closed the door behind me just when Eric appeared in the corridor.
I nodded my head and forced a smile that seemed to appear on the face. I returned trying to show me innocent.



- Emma, your sister needs you. - Muttered by darting her gaze on me first and then the door of the study. I nodded
solemnly, always attentive to his every move.
- Er, apologies on my part with May, but feel better in the studio reminds me of your father. - Said by a few steps toward the room.
scostai I hope that would not realize that the cards were even more disorganized, and went downstairs. Erica
mind of its own unrestrained, despite the certainty that hour when he could trust me.
preparing inevitably went down under the torture.



- So this is how I? Better than the other? I do not get fat? Look, maybe it's too low-cut. Ninth, we did not own. Miss, let me try the one next to the one with the lace. No, more to the left. Leftmost, E 'deaf? -
now my sister went on for a while, I did not miss even more time to respond, she seemed to have a better idea than anyone else on the planet.
I looked around, the various shades of white all the clothes I was curious, there were so many kinds of white in the world? But the white was not white enough?
If I explained my thoughts on Mara game with her would be a drag on the importance bridal apparel he had read the book "How to be a perfect bride."



amused by my own thoughts stirai me and my eyes fell on the road.
A perfect carefree David Cooper was walking along the street, watching intrigued by the display in our store.
I wondered how could I met him everywhere, reminding me of late that they were only two occasions when we had almost a conversation. And one of those I was also able to hurt him.
He greeted me with uncertain hand, his face was one of the sad and something else, a part of me recorded it as annoying. I returned the greeting
shyly and watched for a second too long. If I turn just now he would not beckoning me to come out with his hand.
I could not pretend nothing has happened I felt guilty for what I had told him the night before.
Mara did not notice either, was bringing tears to a very young and very sensitive committed.



- Hey, I see the big day approaches ... - Said awkwardly.
- Yes, I would say. He appointed his personal slave. - I tried to joke, though it seemed like a pretty pathetic attempt.
But he laughed and enjoyed my drive with a glimmer of the eyes inherited from his evil mother, who forced me to look around and groped to continue a conversation.
- Listen, about last night ... - I started embarrassed.
- Emma wanted to talk about ... - He tried him at the same time.
felt that tension could have been cut with a knife between us.
- This time I started! - And he said resolutely. - I understand that you have, as yet there with me for that matter, but you can not hate me forever. I was only 17 years, what do you expect? - Concluded.
- If "one thing" you mean the fact of having turned away from your child, then yes, I mean just that. - I said acidic. But because I did not want to be?
- turned his back, now you're exaggerating! - Answered. - Now let me understand you, you're convinced that in 17 years you'd be the perfect mother? And I am the perfect father? That child would grow up without certainties, the copy would become unhappy with you, and would be teased by all throughout his childhood to be an "unwelcome guest." Not to mention that would have grown spoiled and empty as all the "Madisoniani - ended smitten.
We had thought about it so much? Those thoughts were not issued in time for a conversation. I wondered how many nights spent thinking of him, as well as those which had passed me thinking ... Scacciai once thought.
- Well, here ... - Incespicai. It was undeniable, his words made me think. I was really convinced that it would be perfect. He and I together forever, Erica that would leave me free to live and mine, our children growing up happy ...
A picture so idyllic that I had idealized maybe 10 years, and justify my resentment toward the city and all its inhabitants.



But now that he with his annoying words I had put the situation rationally as I could see it was just mind my castle made of smoke.
- You know what? Mara is calling me, I have to go to her. Hello excuse. - Ciabattai quickly. After all the years to imagine the scene of the confrontation that is the great and strong that Emma does what it does best: run.
I started to go away, alters, but everything in turmoil beneath the surface.
He parried suddenly in front of me with an expression that framed his face victorious.
- Ah-a! - Said theatrically pointing a finger at. I was completely puzzled.
- I do not want to admit it, but you know it I'm right! - It was more than elated. I wanted to argue
him but he was already going.
- I'll change my mind about me. - Blew in my ear. I shuddered.



went back into the store annoyed. Who is believed to be that balloon? All he knew ... The prince arrives snaps his fingers and get everything?
Well, that beginning was really wrong barn because the barn EMMA was not for sale!
I literally threw myself on the chair, Mara still babbling, he had not really noticed anything! I was so amazed that I burst out laughing, interrupting the lecture to my sister to the contract.
- What are you laughing. - He said abruptly.
- None. - I replied still smiling - I think I was well the one with the black band at the waist. - Continued with a wink in the direction of the dress.
- Are you sure? I am not fatter too? And then the black band is not too untraditional? It was not too low-cut? - Camera
the whirlwind of words, and I have not heard any more. My mind was lost in the clouds and sky.



When we decided to leave the job almost threw us out of the shop and all the way home that Mara did not blather things about her marriage. The
admired for his safety, he seemed to have everything under control and seemed to know exactly what he wanted from life. While I returned to Madison when I was feeling my certainties crumble one by one, and the confusion it was getting off inside me like a deadly virus.


Are Pancake Mix And Bisquick The Same?

Chapter 3: ... Remember

CHAPTER 3 (Part 2)
The ghosts of the past waiting and waiting, but then always jump out. Usually when we least expect it.



The adrenaline flowed through my body, I could almost feel a presence in more as I ran in the opposite direction to my house.
I did not make me feel or see, or would have been bitter pain.
I already imagine the look hard and humiliated in my mother's look, his way of making me feel as small as a fly. But then why was I doing?
Smiles of my own question, she had become a drug now, break the rules, go against Erica, feeling myself fully, feeling that I could not give up.
- Ouch! - I ran away. I slowed down a bit, with the dark I could not see where I walked, and stumbled barefoot in every hole and I took all the pebbles.



- Tonight took you so long to arrive, a lot is waiting for you here - utters a voice in the darkness. Surely if I had not recognized his voice with a shiver of pleasure down my spine I would be very scared.
smiled, certain that he could see my face by the moonlight.
- I've done as fast as I could tonight, Erica decided to teach me the label to use the bathroom ... - I said a face, without losing the smile. In his presence I was laughing constantly.
- Poor Erica, if you know what you say behind ... - I said, approaching and encircling the side.
My heart was beating so loud that it seemed corrected, never with anyone I'd ever feel this way.
And it was even more strange that made me get high was just David Cooper, the son of the senator, who had always made fun of since we were infants.
- Thank goodness that can not hear me then ... - I said canceling the distance between us.



Time went too fast when we were always together, and the time of separation, however, was always too close.
- Hey Ems, I heard a noise, maybe it's better to go for tonight. - I said, loosening the grip of her embrace.
did not want to part with even a few minutes tonight we could still together.
- I have not heard anything David, let's move on from here, although according to me You just imagined. - I said sure of myself.
We went into the shed in the garden of David, we lay down on the bales of hay (and I do not know why the tenessero) and we fell asleep hugging.



opened my eyes and my eyes crossed two ice blue eyes, an expression of crazy. When I
I focused I realized that I had crossed only a handful of times, the times when I cross David's mother.
I suddenly realized that it is still embraced by my beautiful ... In the tool shed!
My heart began to beat wildly, but this time for fear.
- Ben woke Miss Emma, right? - Uttered the woman with his deep voice.
I jumped up and walked away as possible from David, who was awake when I had moved abruptly.
- I really think your mother would be happy to know that you are here. - He said, without waiting for my answer.
I was not good in those situations, I never knew what to say, used to always behave correctly.
lowered my head completely red in the face of shame.



David became aware of the situation immediately, and even more nervous than ever, he took a few steps toward me. The
fulminai eyes, there was no need to show more closeness to the one that already had seen Mrs. Cooper.
- not like you think, m. .. Mamma ... Nothing happened. - David began, aggravating the situation even more, my heart sped up even more. What David's mother would say to me?
was the end I felt inside.
- You know, David, when I saw the door of the shed without the usual lock I thought there were thieves. -
said watching his son first and then me, I could not hold his gaze, but I wanted at all costs to keep talking, every time that we remained in silence was torture.
- I'm afraid your parents will not be very happy with this trick. - He said, his voice caressing each word.
His voice was too calm, I ventured to look up, and my cross with hers, I felt all the emotions inside of me that does not arrive by its inconsistent tone.
Fear, actually, shame, fear and even guilt.
's why I never had to sneak him by night, to avoid a similar situation.



How do I exit? My mother would come to know and then I ended up in reform school, just like my sister.
trembled at the thought, with fear and tears began to flow on my face.
I tried to hide her face with her hair, but it was useless.
- Mom, please, could you keep it to yourself this episode? Nothing happened, just a small accident. - He began to tell David. Every word seemed a supplication.
- David, you've lied, do not expect any mercy, and now enters the house.
Miss Emma I'll be waiting with the arrival of his parents. - Answered.
opened the door of the shed and turned again to look at me, my face was distorted by fear, but her eyes pierced me the same as a thousand blades.
- Ah, I think it's obvious to tell you there you will see more. - Added, and went out.
If it were not for the fear that gripped me at that time the bowels, I was fascinated by the style of the woman, so austere and mysterious.



-

He was not changed in these years, just as to prove that real beauty lasts despite its age.
other two words I exchanged with her and then took his leave, promising to meet again for the day of my father. The
which would have been there for 3 days. 4 more days to go into the hell of Madison.

Rash From Feminie Products

Chapter 4: The Funeral

CHAPTER 4
do not know a person ever really a person, not even after his death.



Il funerale va bene, tutti trusti poi arriva un tizio che parla con la madre e Emma sente solo una parte, (brogli finanziari) quindi fa le sue deduzioni e comincia a mettere in discussione tutta la sua infanzia.
Some memories of his father

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I awoke with a start, sweating and breathing heavily, fortunately it was only a dream.
Back pain was felt in waves because of that horrible bed, I had a headache and, finally, to crown a day that could not start worse, I could not find the sheet with more commissions.
was the day "X" and did not even know if everything was in order, I would never forgive her for ruining the last day of commemoration for my father, surely the rest of my family would not have done.
I ransacked the whole room without a mini results when Mara came to remind me that I had to prepare to go down.
- By the way, the sheet I took it last night from your desk, we're right on time on the road map if you're in a hurry to get ready. - Asserted before closing the door behind him.
Sgranai eyes, I could not believe my ears.
I thought my bad mood could not get worse again, but I was wrong enormously, I was angry and sad.
I dressed in tears of rage and pain, and fell completely recomposed.



The room was full of long faces, but then I could not expect cheerful chatter.
so I joined the choir, trying not to break the delicate balance that kept me from crying bitterly.
My father did not want to see me crying like a helpless little girl.
The girl was gone for a long time, and I learned on my skin that it is best not to show their emotions in public.
started the replay of the pre-ceremony, and I had to nod passively to all the people who approached to offer me his condolences.



Without lifting his head so I went for a few hours, and I did not notice the person that I was approaching to take advantage of his turn of condolence.
- yet I offer you my deepest condolences for your loss. - He said the woman, with her unique voice.
sprang out of his head, what a mistake, and crossed his eyes.
Again I felt a fool, I realize to look like you're in the wrong is more complete.
it possible that I could not behave like an adult?
It had been 10 years since the last time I set foot in that city, I was profoundly changed, Yet when I arrived at Madison felt that the time had frozen in 2000 was very strong.
stammered something in reply.
She was flanked by her husband, state senator of Wisconsin, and made it perfectly with the idea of the American dream. Handsome, rich, happy ... Perfect.



- Jack was a great man, has created a vacuum behind him. - Added the husband seriously, had the most magnetic voice I'd ever heard.
The feeling that if she wanted would not have long to convince me to throw his way from the bridge in my mind.
stammered something else, my eyes still trapped in hers.
- Miss, non preoccuparti, sono passati tanti anni da quell'episodio. - Disse lei, a quanto pare divertita dalla mia difficoltà.
La sua frase sortì l'effetto di rendermi completamente incapace di spiccicar parola.
Con un filo di voce strozzata dalla mia stessa gola mi congedai ed uscii di casa.
Non riuscivo più a respirare.



Eccola la crisi che pensavo arrivasse almeno tra qualche giorno.
Mi sentivo frustrata e incatenata per dover stare in quel luogo a me completamente estraneo, e mi sentivo talmente male per la perdita di mio padre che l'aria nei polmoni non entrava più.
Incatenata per dover stare tra quella gente, e ancor peggio per sentirmi inerme e stupida proprio come quando avevo 17. Erica
Surely he could not say he had a perfect family, the eldest daughter sent to reform school after the first signs of rebellion, the second runaway at 18 and never returned.
Its educational method, however, I felt it weighed on me like never before.
Groping among the blind eyes of tears I hid behind one of the many ornamental shrubs that appealed so much to Erica, and I burst into silent tears more true in recent times.



- I thought it was best to talk away from other guests, I understand that she is not the ideal day, but must understand that deadlines are met. - Said the voice of a man not far from where I was.
Fearing discovery, I tried to compose myself, but as soon as I heard the voice that followed the male I stopped at the position where I was.
Such an item, the swift and sharp, could only belong to my mother.
- Yes, now I think is not at the right time for this sort of thing, I have not had time to analyze all the documents of my husband, even at this point I should tell my widower. You have a minimum of compassion for the family pain? -
- Madam, I'm just a little wheel of the cart, her husband has never delayed a payment, but I am afraid that if she did not continue in the future may have to talk to someone higher than me, and then will be the time you have to worry the health of the rest of his family. - Threatens man.



from where I was I could not see his face, but I had come the goose bumps, Erica did not have to be less scared.
- Listen .. - Erica attacked scared, but he stopped abruptly.
- Not sure that this information will be revealed right now, I guess the $ 10,000 pension and insurance on the life of her husband if she may forget ... -
What information? And those concerned? I was so confused that I missed the first part of response, and felt only a resigned and imploring:
- Let me one more week to review the situation and then meet me in town to define specifications. -
feel the tension down to the point where I was, my brain grinding hypothesis, already forgetful of my father's funeral.



The silence lasted a few seconds, although it seemed hours, the man finally agreed and went away.
My father was blackmailed? How long? And how come he had never rebelled, but continued to pay regular sums of money to these people? Who was this man who put hours cornered my mother?
but especially in that matter had entered my father??
I do not know how long I stood there thinking, at some point I realized that I was not alone anymore.



- Welcome back with us Emma. - David cried when I saw him.
- Oh, I'm sorry, I was thinking. Are you enjoying the party? - I answered absently. The thought kept returning to the discussion immediately following.
I should have said to Eric that I had heard it all? I could help, but doubted his reaction. He could also go into a panic trying to keep out of everything ...
- Party? EMMA Hey, but what are you thinking? - David said, abruptly interrupting my thoughts.
I became immediately aware of the blunder I had done, and obviously my face could not betray me getting all red tomatoes. Definitely my new
hated me.



- Oh, sorry, I'm very sorry for my loss that I do not think what I say. Sorry - I tried.
Weak excuse, I realized that if he was not drunk by the way I looked.
- I understand ... However, what have you done in those 10 years? You never came back. - He said, flying over my faux pas.
- Well, I went to Los Angeles, as I think you have said, with my aunt, my father's sister, the one with red hair.
I worked and studied together, and eventually after some sacrifices have been able to find work in a comic. I write reviews of newly released films and books, nothing of that. - I declared with a shrug.



He nodded, frowning to think of something, shut up his deeply irritated me, now I simply entered my head.
- Listen ... -
began - I was wondering if ... - He said at the same time.
Oh, well, we missed another moment of embarrassment, the queen of the embarrassment I felt that day.
- Sorry, before you. - Said he smiles affably. He had a nice smile though.
Eager to put an end to that conversation I completed my sentence to leave and went home.
I thought all the time what I had heard among the guests and tried a man I had ever seen, but never having seen nearly half of those invited my search did not produce the desired results.



16 Yr Old Linsey Dawn Mckenzie

Chapter 7: Steps Back.

CHAPTER 7
Pride relates to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we want others think of us.



Emma is torn, it would return to his home, but wants to find out more about what she thought was really his father. Can not believe all the luck that had been had with the fraud.
The relationship with the mother is always stormy.

begins to know david

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I went to sneak in the living room, and I realized that the voices that I had heard came from TV. The film showed a birthday party:
- say something about Eric! You do not want to look at this video when Emma thinks that her mother did not want to spend a word on his birthday! - Said the voice of my father.
- Jack, what do you want to understand, has only one year! - Said an angry young Erica. But Erica's video had something different, it was something in the way of speaking and her face ... He seemed happy.
She laughed, I wondered if she really had a real laugh or if it was the stand-in, and then opened his mouth and let out a series of murmurs in the direction of a little girl with dimples across the fiery red hair.
The little girl, that I began to clap hands and laugh, I wanted to cry.



I walked trying not to make any noise, but when I was close enough I realized that there is no need black, Erica was asleep in a position that looked very uncomfortable, clutching a bottle of brandy almost completely empty.
Sighing I took the remote and turned off one of the few idyllic moments of my life, even if you do not even remember. I took the bottle from the greedy hands of Erica and covered it with a sub-deck.
I walked into my room with the bottle still in hand, I know I should put it applied, but no one would have noticed that was missing, I would have hidden the evidence.



After a few days from the funeral, I had finally discovered the habits of Erica. Instead of staying at the club to play bridge and gossip with her friends, she spent all her time studying for Dad to read papers.
The connection that I felt I had done, and I began to fear that it was something much more serious than I had imagined.
I stood outside the door ajar in the study suggest a plausible excuse to get in, but things like "Hello Mom, sorry to bother you, but I was trying to do something together! Or" Hello mom, I knew I was in the study of Dad, nice is not it? "were not credible.



After nearly a quarter of an hour I gave up the enterprise, it was clear that my mother and I did not have any kind of relationship, so I had hopes of entering the room without arousing suspicion.
stravaccai and I went downstairs on the couch, I was hoping that between 4000 TV channels available to the Mullen family could find something interesting.



few hours later I heard screaming Mara come home, I leaned over and noticed that his figure was entirely concealed by packages. Risi
the scene, a woman made up as we do not expect ever to see her in a moment of normality.
- Instead of laughing at me come and help me! 'll Never be able to organize everything in time. Are indietrissimo! - Whined in the throes of an early hysterics.
- Calm down! - I said helping her.
- You tell me to calm down, but you're not having to organize a wedding in 2 months! There are people who start the first 2 years, 2 YEARS! - Squeaked, his voice touched the ultrasound, I felt the neurons of my brain explode one by one, and once again thanked the heavens for not having provided a high-pitched voice as that which characterized the women Mullen.



- Calm down - I repeated. - And do not scream so, you can help me with the wedding ... - I began casually.
- But when the parties? - Interrupted me.
- Well, thank you, Sister, I too am happy that you want me here! - I exclaimed sarcastically. He rolls his eyes, the sarcasm was not appreciated at once apparently.
- Why this change of plan? I just could not see to get back to that place from Hippy. - Exclaimed another voice shrill. Erica had to be dropped.
I turned ready to respond in kind, but its appearance killed the words in my mouth.
I never expected to find myself in front of that version of Ford Erica Mullen, scruffy, hair out of place and not rigged.
- Do not look at me like I just woke up, you can not always be at the top. - Answered by misconstruing my shocked expression.



I opened my mouth to reply but I did not know exactly what to say.
- Um, are not you glad you decided to stay for a while? All in the family, then Mara is getting married ... - I said, trying to sound from comedian.
- Of course I'm happy, what a question! - He snorted.
He walked into the kitchen, taking the cordless phone, leaving me lost in my thoughts again.
Clearly he did not want anyone to know about the matter, otherwise there would lie so blatantly.
But she could not imagine that I at least knew.



- Well, what are you doing standing there, come in the guest room, we put things there for now. - I called Mara. I followed her, still thinking about the matter. The rest
spent the morning quietly in the afternoon and decided to take advantage of the beautiful day to go jogging, so I escaped the crisis of my sister.
My mother spent all her time studying, I could not look at the cards in his presence.
courses for a long time always lost in my thoughts, and I stopped to rest when tired, I realized you have arrived right on the banks of the largest lake, the Mendota.



I stopped to stretch. I had to drag Frank in that place, we were already in my old house I could let him know the old me, I thought fondly.
breathed a great breath of fresh air after all Madison had not only downsides ...
- OH MY GOD! I can not believe! - Yelled a voice behind me.
I turned icy, the heart had stopped beating and are parallel to 120 beats per second. If I understood well that voice was not expected anything good.
- really you! Emma Mullen! How many years have passed? 8? O my goodness, I just can not believe it! But You look great! Are you married? I guess you're back to your father, I knew it was a very bad shot ... You know I was sorry a lot not being able to come to the funeral, I sent a note to Mara and Erica of condolence ... - All in one breath said the woman. I looked stunned, there was an expectation that Sarah Sheridan, the gossip in high school, she became the gossip of the town. The fact that he spoke as if he had swallowed a radio did not help my mood to prepare themselves for conversation.



- Yes, it's me ... You seem very well Sara. Thanks for sending the note, Erica will certainly appreciated. - I made a mental break, I had to really respond to his interrogation? The little devil on my shoulder told me to make her suffer, and never in that time I agreed with him.
The smiles of courtesy, but no more. I saw his face turn into ravenous disbelief, he had his thoughts on his face.
"I know I've got to know I've got to know! Here! Here! Here!"
himself together at the speed of light, blessed be your social status.
- Emma, but after all this time you have nothing to tell me? I actually lost contact with other students, not good. I have to invent something ... - Said, scratching his chin in thought. But this situation lasted for about half a second, because I had not even time to figure out what was going on she was allocated to bombard with questions. This woman took
SURELY drugs.
- Yes, I returned to my father .... -
- No, I am not married, are happily engaged for 2 years ... -
- I work in a nursery in Los Angeles ... -
- I cut them when I went away from here and then I decided to wear my hair short ... -



I went home fuming, my head echoed through all the words of that crazy.
He had wanted at all costs my phone number, taking his leave with a promise to call you shortly to arrange a reunion with our classmates.
The thought of having to review all troubled me deeply, I was aware that at the very moment when I was in the same room with all my former colleagues I would be back exactly 10 years ago.
There was also David, and although 10 years had passed I did not want to spend more time than necessary with him. I was not ready and I had passed as I was led to believe myself in the last 10 years.