The Sink Was Full Of Fishes

"I'm really sorry about that Jill...it's that after the holiday I took lately, we can say I have to work hard with books, and "to work hard" it's just an euphemism..."
"You have to clarify to me just one thing, and that's if we're gonna have you up here sometime soon again... or do I have to assume our beautiful land is not hip for your man?"
"Oh, no way: Pippo adores Great Britain, believe: it's that we can't follow much our passions now, that's it..."
"You can't? That's not what Meli says to me: she always says you have sex, and sex, and sex..."
"Oh.. does she? It's really a pity , Jill, but I think she can't come either now... you know, she can't.. cos now I am gonna KILL her!"
"Not yet, please dear: let her live a few days more..."
"I might...but only because you're a cool guy! Now I let her sit here again though.. I am so incredibly clumsy with pc and so slow...CU soon dear, say hi to everyone at you!"
"hang on, hang on!! what do you have to say now?"
"Oh, Jill.. I won't.. I am not gonna say that... camon..."
"Go girl..."
"It's like I am talkin with a dead man...Oh well, there you go then: LIVE FOREVER, Jill!"
She exited from the room bursting in little laughter, shakin head while takin a fruit juice.
It took them a few minutes to start again the writing chat. Melania, alone in the room which was as hot as an oven nevertheless they had air conditioning, was sitting on a wheeled chair, one of her legs crossing the arm. She was wearing flowered shorts and a tiny cotton top light green and althought all those gears were covering her skin nothing, she was sweating in waves, and from the hair which were escaping from the clasps one could have seen a sort of river moving from neck to back, and chest. She was watered up.
"jill, is hot in London during August? We're dyin here, and I am coming to the point of wishing myself cold weather up at you..."
"Well, you can't call this cold weather, but sometimes, you know, it rains and sometimes it does it heavily. The natural weather of Uk, this speedlight change between sun and drops!"
"So I'll take every kind of possible clothes..."
"Don't bring along all your cupboard for 10 days...Airlines wouldn't be happy, you know..."
Ten days: both confessed that such a time might have been taken as long, but after all, not long enough for them.
The rhythm of their writing became then slower, especially Melania's: it slowed to allow the thoughts being framed into clear statements that wouldn't have left any space for misunderstanding. She wasn't sure about what to say straight, and what to keep hidden for a while more.She couldn't stop what was like waves inside, after being informed about the Kass leaving.Jill had loved her much before choosing Kass for goin on...but now they weren't together and she was feeling so up about it, so overjoyed and suddenly the six hours standing between her and Jill were seeming so eternal to pass:
"Jill: I am so happy that I come, tomorrow..."
One more instant to ponder, and she realized she hadn't been clear at all.
"Plase, wait to answer now...I am not done. Tomorrow I am happy, I will be happy because I am gonna see YOU again. I'm not rude anymore to anyone saying it and you might think this strange or needless to be said but this is what I think, and then I say it: I missed you till insanity, and a day with you will never be an usual day, for me..."