Chapter 3 Page6: Nell's attack to Oasis

Chapter 3 Page 6:Nell came in waving the paper high.
Sneering on Jill's face about her latest discovery:"Go and read what your idol said, that mister Eyebrow big talker!" and she put under his eyes NME latest edition.
"...I don't think we'll have this long life.I think I am gonna pack Oasis out after the third album; I am not sure I can do much more with them then. Look, how many great tunes can be written after all? I am not sure, but our next record could be our last..."
Jill was carefully reading, and the more he was goin on, the less he was believing words reported: "I don't really think Noel said it this way. It's such a load of bollock, he can't think so for real. He must have been stoned, or he said it just for spreading controversy..."
But Nell was keen at believeing Noel's words exactly as the article was penning them.She wished about their trusteability. She couldn't stand the Mancunians quintet and she was hoping they disappear out from waves in a blink;she could barely accept the cult her brother was constantly tributing to them. She had been offered as well to be part of the Glastonbury journey but no matter how she would have been pleased to share more and more time with Ilaria and Melania, whom she was loving a lot, she couldn't cope with the persepctive of running and rushing all over the big place with the sole purpose of impacting against the Gallaghers. The idea repulsed her, and she was well aware that Jill was having also that plan in mind. She couldn't take his hysteria."Women go hysterical at gigs...but you're a man!"
No scenes of hysteria from Jill went at Meli's mind up from the Arena, but she was reckoning the guy was always putting on background everything else when the band was on main focus, hoping she were in the exceptions cases box.
"So you still won't come with us?"They asked her.
"Really Mel...I wish I could, but it would be an agony for me. I hope you'll had a great time though, you sweet girls! Sometimes I wish you will be so exhausted after it, you won't be capable to leave on the 28th..." She said lookin below, melted by the feelings inside "...Gotta go now, later!"
Ilaria was ready to go out as well, dating Christopher very likely, but none asked her about it since she was clearly elusive about him all time.
Being at home all alone, they hadn't much to do; Melania was weak due to menstruation, that was her third day of it and she hated the indisposition the situation was forcin her upon: quick, repeating flashy pains down below the belly, her muscles aching, a total lack of energy and too much of uneasiness goin on. She passed at observing with interests Dowland's family pictures collected and framed over the fireplace border, and she realized how beautiful her Jill had always been, from the nursery even.
"We haven't many..."She exclaimed.
"Many of what?"
"Pictures..."She never thought about that.Yeah, they didn't have many pictures.Passing by the first times in London, when she had taken shots of any impossible and useless sight of the town, and putting among brackets the ones of her birthday party -where Jill was defiladed anyway- she didn't possess any picture of him, and none that pictured them together by any means.
"To take and keep a picture of you? Nah, I tried to a countless number of times, but I can't set my mind rightly upon it..."He replied.
He was blocked at it by the reasoning that in the moment she would have been framed in image, the reality of her imminent leaving couldn't have been overlooked anymore.Jill had never loved pictures.And... a picture of Melania could have showed to him her face, her body : beautiful, sure, no doubt on it, and still... a picture wouldn't have gifted the viewer with anything of the glowin light around her and along her she used to spread with her smiles, it wouldn't have captured the joyous sparkling of her eyes, it wouldn't have stopped and rendered her gracious vitality.All those things were impossible to capture from a cold roll, and those were the things he would have missed the most about her. Which kind of sense was having to take a picture for him then?

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