summer daze
it was all a haze
from spanish bays
to derry highways
she disobeyed the rules of love
but in the end she found the blaze
(BEVERLY MARSH)
(GIRLXGIRL)
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"Lovelee los huevos quemados, puedo pedirle a mi amigo que nos recoja algo!" her aunt yelled from downstairs.
translation : lovelee the eggs are burned,i can ask my friend to pick us up something
Lovelee hated when her mother went on a business trip leaving her with her carefree aunt who only knew how to make scrambled eggs and churros and she was getting tired of it they had that for the last six days.
"not again" lovelee huffed in annoyance as she made her way downstairs to see eggs burned to black sitting soggy in the sink.
"i can make churros" serena bautista, never learned to cook and she was now regretting it, she felt bad letting her niece down she needed to keep lovelee in a good mood because it felt like her sister was always on business trips.
"tìa you made that several times"
"how about we go down to the market and we can get miguelitos with chocolate"
"i guess that sounds like a deal"
it's not that lovelee despised her she loved her just as much as she loved her mother, for long as she can remember it's just been the three of them after her father left. she felt left out when she'd hear the other kids talk about how their fathers took them out or bought them something new.
she remembered the time back in primary school when there was a father daughter dance but she didn't attend instead her mother and her aunt took her to the beach and they danced and sang along to folk music and watched the flamenco dancers.
Lovelee slipped on her sandals and met her aunt who was just starting up her moped, maribel hopped on the back and they rode off.
in 20 minutes they reached the center of town, the smell of miguelitos filled her nose and her mouth watered. she ran up to the counter not bothering to wait for her aunt, she took out 0.58 euros.
and the woman handed her the delicious treat, she immediately took a bite, the chocolate melted in her mouth
"¿alguien tiene hambre?" her aunt chuckled as she began to order hers. the two found seats on the beach listening to the sound of the ocean,the music, children playing. maribel loved the sound of it all, it was one of the reasons she thought about staying here for the rest of her life.
translation: ¿alguien tiene hambre? someone is hungry?
the familiar ding of the la joyería cart made lovelee's ears perk up, the woman had beautiful jewelry and many more things that she always wanted to buy but her mother told her no but her mother wasn't around.
Lovelee's dark brown eyes scanned through, there was a whole bunch but one caught her eye, the outside it was a necklace the chain was a silver chain and at the end was a leprechaun's staff said to ward off evil spirits, it wasn't the prettiest but for some reason she felt like she had to get it. she didn't know that in a couple of months it would be the luckiest thing she'd ever owned.
