The Murder

8th Chapter

8

What seemed to be moments of happiness, as much for us as for Eva, happened to be moments of anguish and sadness with the passing of time.

Unfortunately, not all were happy with the attitude of Eva to adopt children. Dahlia and John were not well received by the family. At first her kids thought it was just a treat of Eva and accepted, but over time saw it was something serious and began to find that their mother was going crazy. At least senile.

Of course, that was a complete nonsense, so Eva wasn't so old enough to be regarded as senile. The fact that John and Dahlia are as dark as the children of Eva was not considered a positive fact. In reality, it was more of a hindrance. And to complete John needed special care since he couldn't hear or speak. And of course Eva helped with that. The children spoke to her she shouldn't spend so much money so she had a lot of money and was spending money of their heritage with people who had no right. Eva told me after she and her family have had many discussions about it, but she always stayed calm and rejected all the arguments.

- My love, do you think this will give more trouble to Eve? Asked about Juliana.

- I don't know. I honestly don't know. What I hope is that Eva can talk some sense into the minds of children and who finally accept Dalia and John. So you can see which are two wonderful kids who just want the love of a real family. I replied; truly hopeful.

Oblivious to all this, Dalia and John were living a fairy tale. Had a real family, friends (I and Juliana and some more of my friends from the police) and were loved.

- < Douglas, now I have a real mother. I am very happy. My sister and I are living together with someone who loves us >. John said in sign language, duly translated by her sister.

-And we go to school together, what's most important. And I have to protect my little brother huh? Said dahlia, all sweet.

- < We have a room just for us now, one for me and one for Dahlia. Mine is prettier of course. Hahahahaha >. Said John well tomboy, being attacked by the elbow for his sister.

Were really very happy and so much I like Juliana also we, despite all setbacks.

The problem was that I was heartbroken and I didn't say it was. Today, of course, I know, but at the time did not. And if you knew so much could have been avoided. We don't write our history. And thus we cannot know what will happen. It only fits to the destination.

In one of those Sundays of Sun and heat in Porto Velho, when we go hiking on Aluízio Ferreira Square, right next to the Gym Claudio Coutinho, accommodate us, I, Ju, and Eva in one of the chairs, under one of several trees that there has, while the children play on the lawn, with a big ball that Eva had bought.

Despite all the happiness, Eva had the sad face, what was a dichotomy, as someone happy could be sad at the same time. But Eva had motive.

Of all people, it was me and Juliana we had every confidence of Eva. And so she told us what was upsetting.

- You know that my children never accepted this adoption (wave agreeing). Then, after a while fairly calm, thinking until finally they had understood what I did, I learned that my kids are doing with my whole family to be against me. They say so many absurd I can't believe I created them with so much sacrifice.

- Wow! Juliana Exclaimed. I stayed quiet, pensive. Predicted thunderstorms on the way.

Eva's face became more serious while giggled when she saw the antics of John and Dahlia with the ball on the lawn. I felt like she was tired. Struggled against a wall.

- Geraldo, my youngest son is the most exalted. Always complain that I abandoned my children to stay with two bastards. Others to understand, but not accept. Even a child with defects, as they say. More work for me. Geraldo has threatened me saying he's going to retire, because I might just be crazy. Douglas and Juliana, I can't understand my son. Where did all the hate? Soon he was always so attached. I might have spoiled too, for being the youngest. You have given everything, and failure in education.

- Eva, you have not failed. It's called character. You taught him everything he could, but between that and he learned, there is a huge distance. - I replied, taking in his hands and trying to calm her down.

- My young friend, I'm glad I have you. And they. - Said pointing to the brothers playing.

John and Dahlia soon came near, fully animated and sweaty. They asked for a ice cream, which was promptly answered by me. I realized that the adoptive mother was almost crying.

I'm not yet a father, but that woman's suffering was visible and I understand her completely. Be treated as was being treated by his own children. I think it was very close to what one could say of a betrayal.

The day, though sunny, was pleasant, with a lot of wind, a beautiful blue sky, contrasting with the climate that was there in that group.