FAMILY
From the kitchen comes an exquisite scent of pancakes. Something tells me that my father must have cooked for sure, he's too good at it.
<< Hey sleepyhead! I knew you made your mother angry, well done, you can't always be perfect, how boring! >> my father says with a half smile on his face.
<< Henry, stop it! Emma don't hear your father! You're beautiful just the way you are.
If maybe you hadn't checked the computer this morning you would have been more punctual and... >>
<< Yeah mom I got it! More punctual!
I have to wait for Leo to go to school, so if I am late it's his fault! >>
Everytime that my dad hears the name 'Leo' gets nervous and as always he starts to insult him.
In fact in 3,2,1...
<< That guy is never on time, he's an idiotIn these days is even more unbearable. >>
I think about it during these days.
Leo is always grumpy, always in a hurry to leave and he justifies his behavior with the fact that he has to prepare for the last football game and he feels so responsible because he is the quarterback . Maybe it's for this reason that he's nervous and angry but we must talk about it. And very soon.
<< I like him . >> replies Paul smiling. My dad looks my mother with a sorride facce.
<< Theresa what happened to this kid?
He never agrees with anyone, not even with me! >>
My mother turns to him, winks and then answers.
<< Well, he's all his father. >>
After a few seconds my father takes my mother in his arms and they kiss. It's great to see them still in love after all these years. Paul doesn't think so infact,as soon as he can, takes his bag, runs away from the kitchen and closes the door saying bis usuale sentences.
<< Mom! Dad! You have a room to kiss, ehw! >>
Suddenly my phone rings. It's Leo.
<< Hi babe! >> I reply.
<< You're ready? We're already late! I have training in fifteen minutes! >> he says nervously.
<< Alright! No need to worry, I'm coming! >>
My father must have heard the conversation because he repeats in an whisper "idiot" and I surprisingly laugh.
After having laughed with him for what seem like hours he asks me seriously the big question.
<< You still did that that nightmare? >>
Yes, I talked to my father about these continuous dreams that I do, because I know he can understand me. When he was younger he had many of them like me but he never revealed anything more.
<< Yes but I don't want to talk about it, I'm late. See you later! >> I answer quickly.
I leave the house and him at the door with a worried look.
I'm sorry, Dad but I can't do it now, I've already thought about it too much this morning.
I want to delete everything.
Just for now, please.
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Chick-LitEmma is the typical beautiful american girl that everyone dreams of being, with a great passion for singing and for arts. Perfect and sophisticated for her parents and her little brother Paul but, despite this, she has always felt inadequate and out...
