He was the end of September and was just coming to the storm. The fresh wind blown into a yellowish red discolored leaves after the sill. I stood in the kitchen in front of a huge window overlooking the garden that currently hinked with all colors and watched the nearby storm.
The boys were up in the room. Jared was doing homework and Garrett played him. Max had a training that has already ended him long, but it seems to stay with teammates somewhere.
I finally had a moment for myself. I sighed loudly and pouring a red wine in a glass. It was half past five, and when the rain ruled the nies, nothing wanted to me. I have bolved a lazy into the chair and waited when max is returned.
Weeks crashed inadvertently and occasionally I had a feeling that I just dream it to me or that I found myself in some movie. Although Jack was still missing, but I didn't think at him in one piece and the pain in his chest that he remained there after his unexpectedly departure, slowly started.
Almost all your free time I spent in Max's villa with him and his children. And although I have been able to defend himself, I finally ended at home. I was also bothering to my apartment once a week and it's just just to bed my flowers and let go of a little fresh air.
I went with the children on Max's matches or their own workouts, I helped them with the tasks or I played with them at pretty days outside or as now when the weather was getting worse in the room. I finally found my peace in their presence and the meaning of life. I loved these kids as if they were mine, and I haven't completed the opportunity that Idens couldn't end up.
With Maxom we also occurred at times after dinner came to a peaceful walk or invited me to the theater whether for dinner to the quiet restaurant, where we confidently talked.
Max me hugged me in one piece, kissed or looking for a pretext to touch me. He wore minor gifts and was an insatiable lover, and since I saw an insatiable hungry after sex, I didn't even behind him for his desire. I enjoyed our connection along with him and loved almost every night and in the morning. It was enough to look at me and immediately was charged with energy, even though he had a challenging training or match.
If he had a day off, we spent time at home and enjoyed a shared clock whether watching movies or fairy tales that they had children or we played cards or other table games and talking about everything possible.
Suddenly I saw my future in better colors. Max with children returned to life to life and I couldn't know even a veore without them without them. I often moved me an idea if I didn't send them to myself by accident Jack to meet my promise to give me the fatal bed. He promised me that let he end anywhere, then he was brightly laughed at it that he will always be careful about me and she will take care of me to smile again.
I know he loved me and therefore often reminded me of his last days that his death my life doesn't end and I have to go on. He invited me not to fight again to fall in love again. Even I wanted me to promise him what I could not. I loved him very much as I could say him that just as easily as a magical wicker I can forget him? At that time, it came impossible, but I was no longer looking at it today with the spacing of time.
Life went on. Around the restaurant Every day came the stupid reporters who tried to force me to interview, but after a few days I just stopped perceived them. I started to ignore them.
Several people started to get to know me and quote me to Maxa. How is he? How many hours a day spends in the gym and we really make up a couple. One wished us good luck and let it last as longest as possible, I was wondering if I wouldn't help them meet him or ask him a signature for son, grandson and the like. Occasionally, it was quite annoying, especially when they dropped me during working hours. I was afraid of the beginning to make it because of this hype that suddenly originated the eye of me, did not come for a job, but fortunately not. My boss's interest only played into cards. Traffic as well as sales in the cafeteria have risen and it enjoyed it more than the whole confusion around me.

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