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As soon as I push the door of the shop, the bell rings, and immediately the woman behind the counter greets me. 《Good morning, dear, how can I help you?》《Good morning, I would like a pack of cigarettes!》 the lady looks at me as if she had seen a ghost. So I continue my sentence. 《For my father, who is waiting for me in the car!》 I tell her and she hands me a pack of cigarettes, then asks me. 《Do you need anything else?》《Yes, I would like a chocolate bar and some sweets, thanks》《Okay, wait here a moment, while I go get some from the warehouse》《Okay》 so, the lady walks away and I instinctively take another pack of cigarettes, and put it in my coat pocket. And I also take a chocolate bar that was on a shelf in the shop, I just have time to put it in my coat that the lady comes back with my little bag of sweets!
《Here you are, it's 1500 lire!》he says smiling, but since I've never paid in lire, but only in Zloty... once at the newsstand... which my mother didn't want... and for which I ended up in detention for a week... I put all the money on the counter, and let the lady count it for me, and after a while she gives me the change, and puts the sweets and the pack of cigarettes in a little bag. 《Goodbye, lady!》《Goodbye, dear. And have a good trip!》having said that, I head towards the car where I hand Jakob the cigarettes, which he immediately hides in his coat, furtively. While I start to eat my sweets. 《Hey, Volpetta!》I look at him confused about what he wants now, he stretches out his hand towards me. 《Give me the rest and a sweet!》I snort and give him the rest of the money and a chocolate... 《Cruel!》《C'est la vie! Little fox!》he says giggling and singing the song on the radio a little out of tune... the scene is funny, considering he has such a funny accent! I keep the other pack of cigarettes hidden, to give it to him later on Christmas, which is almost here... there are 15 days left until Christmas.
Who knows if by Christmas, I will have already met dad, or maybe we will celebrate it together! I look out the window and notice that the sky has already turned reddish, which means that it will be dark soon. 《Jakob, but it's dark now, will you drive at night too?》I ask him, he looks at me from the mirror《No, no, we're stopping to sleep along the road in a hotel》he answers me, repositioning his gaze on the road; 《and are we very far away?》I ask him《Not very far, are you tired?》《A little...》I say yawning, which makes him giggle a little.

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