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At least this time I'm getting closer and closer to Germany, my home and where dad will be waiting for me! By the way, I still have to open the package dad gave me... I open my backpack and take it out, I give it one last look and decide to open it carefully. 《If I were you, I would wait to open it》Jakob stops me, looking at me in the mirror 《the car wobbles and the roads aren't very good, so it could break if it's fragile》so, I put the package back in my backpack, which means I'll wait until I get to Heidi and Alex's house to open it. Jakob turns on the car radio, and stops on a channel where a woman is happily singing a song in Italian.
《We'll stop at a rest area to stock up on food for the rest of the trip, okay?》he asks first Heidi, who nods, and then me, still looking at me in the mirror《Is that a plan, young lady?》《Yes, that's fine with me, Jakob!》after a few minutes I ask him《How long until we get to the border?》《Definitely tomorrow!》《Ah, I see...》《Don't worry, the trip will pass quickly, or do as Heidi does》he says giggling, I move my gaze towards the person directly concerned and notice that she has her head resting against the window, she has collapsed in sleep.
It makes me laugh too! To distract myself, I look at the beautiful hills of Emilia Romagna, if you look carefully you can see the castles and villages on the tops of the hills, the rivers and the big cities. I would like to go back here with dad, maybe on holiday and visit all the castles together! Maybe, get to see the famous Italian sea, or go back to San Marino, see Florence, Venice and Rome! It would be wonderful! Let's hope that dad also has the same desire to travel and visit these cities... oh damn, now I have this problem, and if dad doesn't want to travel, or if he hates Italy... Also, I hope that dad has a lot of free time to dedicate to me, because I need to spend as much time as possible with him, after all I have to make up for 12 years, in which we were separated... practically my whole life...
Who knows what's going on at home, will Uncle Carlo be okay? I left everyone without saying goodbye... when I get to Heidi's house, I'll also send a letter to the grandparents in Brig, after the escape with Uncle Carlo... I never got a response from them, maybe the letter didn't get through, or they don't want to see or hear from me anymore... I sincerely hope that everyone is okay and that I'm worrying for nothing! 《Jakob, in Switzerland, can we stop near Brig?》I ask him《Yes, we can, but why?》《There is a family that helped me to join my uncle and my family》《Ah, I see... well, I don't see why not!》after a while he answers me《Do you remember where they live, exactly?》《Yes, near a small forest, a little outside the city》 Jakob, continues to look at the road and from there on the only voice and sound that echoes in the car is the radio's deputy.
After about an hour, Jakob stops the car in one of the parking lots in the rest area and turns to me. 《Would you go inside and get me a pack of cigarettes?》I look at him in shock《I know, I know... it's bad for me and I shouldn't smoke. But I can't, so it'll be our secret, okay?》he says offering me his pinky which I squeeze, now we have a pact, he will smoke and buy me some sweets and I will keep Heidi in the dark about his "hobby".《And don't tell Heidi or she will kill me!》he says miming a cut on his neck《Just give me some sweets and I'll keep my mouth shut!》I say smiling at him. 《Then, get some sweets too! Little fox!》《Yes sir》I say, saluting, and Jakob hands me a wad of money and I immediately rush out of the car towards the entrance of the shop, and to be honest I'm feeling a bit peckish now. Sweets, I'm coming!
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The Daughter of the Führer
Historical FictionThis story, it's not an insult to anyone, it's just a story that appeared to me in a dream of mine, so if you don't like it, there's nothing I can do about it. But if you want to suggest some new scenes, I am always ready to accept new ideas, of an...
