Chapter 4 Page 2: Back To Italy
Chapter 4 Page 2:“Here it is, finally!”
The porter put on the floor three big boxes and made her sign the receipt up, then left out.
” Beware, there are electric wires uncovered here and there… sorry, but they’re restoring the building, you know…”
She shouldn’t have let him put the boxes just there on the entrance floor, she thought while making them slide along till the console desk in the bedroom. But she had her own pc, that was mattering! It was her own birthday gift for that year, to celebrate her 21 turning out in a technological, ahead leading way… The party that her friends had organized just 72 hours before, had been marvelous and demanding, as so many came to cheer her up, who couldn’t the previous year.
”Oh, last year…”
She quickly sobbed stepping back of 368 days, forcing herself to forget about the nostalgia that vision recalled was inspiring her, and to merely keep a grateful affection towards those who let her live all the joy she was willing to feel again soon.
Jill and Nell had sent through air mail a greeting card sized as a person, and a colorful and capacious rucksack. To tell it all, they had thought about sending, in origin, also a ticket for a gig, one of the band the girl was still loving so much, which was about to take place in the stadium of Maine Road, in Manchester, in a few days from then. But Melania’s commitments were preventing her from accepting the offer.
“Plus… I am out of money now and I could never afford to fly in England…”
No need to add she was shattered she couldn’t.
“It’s unfair… my kids are climbing up the edge of stars, and I can’t be there with them when stars are going to smile at them so preciously… Darn!!!!”
They were still her musical Oasis, a proper love linked her to the full mouthed brothers. She extracted the picture the Dowlands gifted her with as well, one where Liam was kissing on his mouth Bono Vox, U2’s lead singer. That curious event took place at Dublin’s Point Depot during that past March, and for a peculiar case Nell was there that night alongside a dear friend of her who was roading with the Irish combo. She actually saved a testify of it due to a new attitude towards the band she once despised fully. Like the majority of Britons, she had fallen under the Oasis mania spread in every possible way all over the Kingdom, like a mad disease. The Gallagher bros were epically dominating and sneaking up from every possible media source in UK: nothing seemed more intriguing for the fellowship of Her Majesty than following Liam and Patsy (Kensit) romance from the tabloids.
“Pedophile lady you are!!!!” Screamed Melania out at the sight of Liam’s fiancé, older than he was of more than four years… “What can he see in this one? She’s flatter on the chest than I am!!”
Half the way through her funny burst out of harmless jealousy, the doorbell rang.
She wasn’t expecting anyone. She came in front of the closed door, and she straight noticed a little paper under it; she opened the door but she found no one on the landing. She picked up the paper without opening nor reading it, she closed newly the door and sitting down on the sofa she enjoyed the ray of sun that was caressing her face passing the cotton curtains.
“He’s always the same…” and she finally opened the paper up.
“Let all your desires to color up your face,
let all your hymns lift themselves to me,
then slide in and show yourself
I want you here, at 10pm,
Where the moon will hide her brightness.”
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