All Things Matter.

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March 2nd, Province Of Chieti, 1988.

As I stood by my window out staring into the world, I realised how early it was. I've also realised that I was very much a morning person. I was writing a letter to my dear friend in the army.

His name was Roberto. He was lovely. As the sun grows and the nightfall. This is what you'll get. He's coming at the end of the year which was still long but I was stoked.

I smiled and placed down my fountain pen on the ground. I went outside wearing an oversized shirt from one of my parents. If you question who I'm living under a roof with...It was my two male parents. 

Don't get me wrong, I love them very much. They love me twice as much which is why I don't want to disappoint them at all. See if my parents were happy then they also expect me to also be the exact same.

As I went down to the kitchen, I hear two men laughing. My parents. As I walked towards the light blue fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. I hear the clinking of glasses.

I turned my head and saw the two hugging and kissing. That brought a smile to my face.

I walked to the both.

"Ahh! Amore!" Both of them say. I walked towards them and gave them both individual hugs. They held a glass of red wine. Weird.

"Why are you up so early?" One of my dads said. His name was Nico. I shrug my shoulders. They both laugh and my mother dad came over to me and gave a light kiss on my head.

"Oh! I need to tell you something!" Asked my other dad. Michael. American married an Italian. They both looked so happy. I nod and he grabs my hand and rushed me outside.

As we both went to the garden. He gives me a peach.

"So...I was asking your dad if... Someone could come over..." He says. I swallowed my bit of peach and nodded.

"Sure, why not? I mean it's no problem...I mean every year someone comes." I said. He nods before chuckling. Was this something else?

"No, you don't understand sweetheart. He's a friend of your auntie. I'm sure you'll like him he's a very nice young man from England." He says. I was shocked a bit indeed.

"Was he a rocker like you?" I asked. He shakes his head.

"Is...He plays in a band darling..." He says. I nod. My heart beating with excitement.

"I don't know...What will happen what will you teach him?" I asked. He laughs and gave me a kiss on my forehead and hugging me.

"And now I see...I love it when you're all excited and stuff baby." He says rubbing my cheek soothingly. I smiled and he smiles back.

"Give your old man a hug." He says opening his arms. I opened my arms and went around him giving him a full rub on the back.

"Muah!" He says giving me a big kiss on my right cheek. I closed my eyes and wiped out the saliva.

"Dad!" I shouted. He laughs and walks away from me back to the house. I rolled my eyes and walked to the gardens to pick out flowers.

After a long while of picking flowers, I went back in. I rubbed my face of sweat with the long sleeves I got on my hands and placed them on the vase.