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When I was a child, I lived with my parents in Newcastle. It's a good neighborhood. However, we had to move. We were living in a house from the 18th century that needed a new roof but the landlord refused to fix it, so we left, even though that wasn't what we wanted. Newcastle is great.

I made a lot of friends here. I don't see some of them for years... It's a pity because I was closed to them, although we have to accept the fact that things will never be like they used to. This is what I like to call time: we enjoy the present, we wait for the future and then when we take a nostalgic look at what we could have enjoyed, we wish we could turn back on time.

I'm glad Jimmy is still with me. We were neighbors for 10 years. That guy never lets me down. If I could, I would visit him more often.

I ring the old doorbell. Jimmy told me he would be home at 3:30. It's not even 3 o'clock yet. I better come back later. Besides, I don't see his car anywhere.

I turn away and I hear the door opening. I look back. I couldn't believe who my eyes were seeing. She is so beautiful. Jimmy never told me she was back...

- Frank? Is that you?

Yeah, it's me! I missed my Whitney. I don't even have time to reply. She's about to hug me!

- It's so good to see you. You didn't change a thing!

I couldn't say the same thing about her.

If I haven't seen Jimmy's sister coming out of the house, I wouldn't have recognized her.

The chubby girl whose face was covered with blackheads no longer existed. The Whitney in front of me was fantastic: long black hair, body on shape, pretty white smile, blushed cheeks... The only things that haven't changed were her eyes.

Last time we met, she was getting in a plane to Mexico. She wanted to meet new places, new cultures, new traditions, new people, new food etc. and since she already had finished her bachelor in Spanish, Mexico seemed to be a good place. However, if she is here, that's because things didn't work out like she wanted, which is not bad at all because now she's back!

- I'll see that has a complement.

- You must see that as a compliment since you were always a good looking guy – she blushed while saying "good looking".

- Do you want to come in? Jimmy went to an appointment but I think he will be home soon.

- Yeah! I texted him and he told me he would be home at 3:30.

We come in and Whitney guides me to the kitchen.

She was making tacos before I show up. That's Mexican for sure. I bet she learned several recipes while was in the country. I would not mind to try some of them. I heard Mexican food is the best! I can't wait to try those tacos.

- Do you want to try this? – said my host while grabbing a taco right under my nose.

- You're teasing me!

She gives me the taco and warns:

- Be careful! It's Mexican food. You'll need a glass of milk.

- Milk?

- Yeah! Water will do nothing. If you want to stop the fire inside of your mouth, you need to drink milk instead.

I bit the taco. I wasn't expecting this! My mouth is burning! She could have warned me sooner. I run to the sink, while Whitney grabs me and troughs a glass of cold milk over my mouth.

I choked and my shirt gets wet.

- Coff... Slow down! Coff... You could have killed me! Coff...

I take a look at my Krusty's shirt.

- My shirt is filthy. The good side is I'll have a bunch of kittens after me.

- You silly! I'll pick a Jimmy's shirt for you. Come with me! You can choose which shirt you want. – she claims while takes my hand and we go upstairs.

Jimmy's bedroom is on the second floor and it was hard for him to sneak out with his friends without being caught by his parents or grandma, who used to babysit Jimmy and Whitney while their parents were out. The most part of the times he used to jump of the window (which was only possible thanks to the bushes on the yard, otherwise he would die).

- Does your brother know you use to come in his bedroom while he's out?

Whitney opens the wardrobe.

- It's for a good cause. You stink my boy! Now, take that shirt off and pick one of these. I think they may fit you.