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I'm so sorry for being so very late today. I'll hope you'll enjoy anyway. Last time Gena refused to cook dinner. From Chapter 3 the editing is going down hill, I really need a good idea to fix this.
thought the kid deserved nice spaghettis for his last meal in town, but we can always go dine out,” Markus answered.
left the room without a word more, her high heels resonating in the
see, her spaghettis are the best in town, that’s why I married
her,” Markus said winking at Jason.
she said…” Jason started.
me, she’ll make you some, she might be mad, but she always knows how
to get what she wants when she treats my stomach,” Markus said
stroking his stomach which was getting prominent with age. Jason
couldn't think about the last time he had eaten anything else than
dry fish, it was probably before his parents' death.
was right, Gena’s spaghettis were the best in town, but Jason wasn’t
really hungry and the pasta made his insides feel funny. He didn't
eat anything that rich and oily in a long time. Dry fish was the
cheapest, he could get some at the dock, once all the good fishes had
been sold for almost nothing. That way, he saved money for the
rainbow. But somehow, it felt like a total waste now, the money was
gone and he still had no rainbow.
was worried about how Clarissa would feel the next morning when she
would wake up not having him around. He would, she spend her days
without knowing that he would be there to hold her hand in the
evening until she fell asleep? How she would bear being alone? Since
their parents died, they had always been here for each other. She was
the only thing he had in this world and he was the only one for her
too. As long as he could remember they had only been separated once,
when their parents died, two years earlier.
social services had taken Clarissa away and put her in a family while
he stayed at the center, he was too old to be placed. They had said
that it was better for them, that way they could both take care of
their own life without having to worry about the other. It might have
been a good idea, but it didn’t work that way. They were not the one
getting up every night when Clarissa had a nightmare and cried in the
middle of the night dreaming about the accident, he was. After a
week, her new family brought her back saying that she needed
psychological help because she had been crying and refusing to eat.
They refused to let him see her and Clarissa went to the hospital,
her health was getting worse and worse. Finally, the psychologist
decided that maybe there was something physiological going wrong with
her and that the pain in her chest was not only due to her feelings,
that’s when they brought her to doctor Marshall and when she was
diagnosed with a right ventricular hypertrophy. It was an easy
diagnosis. She had been crying so much that she couldn’t breathe
properly, the blood from her heart wasn’t flowing properly to her
lungs, making them grow weaker, and every little amount of stress was
increasing the symptom.