Sixteen

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"Grandma!" I hug her immediately after she opens the door. She's surprised. It's a weekend and there's nothing much schoolwork so I've decided to come but I didn't tell her.

"Calli, I missed you." We break the hug and walk together to the kitchen. "Why didn't you tell me you're coming?"

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you." I sit on one of the chairs in the kitchen while watching her cook. She has superb cooking. Mom got the same talent.

She's playing a 50s song that I don't know but the singer's voice sounds so good and the song as well.

🎶 Everyone needs someone. No one can live alone. 🎶

She sings along with her sweet voice. I start to swing my head with her singing. She used to be a singer but she stopped when she had mom.

"She's my favorite. I have a lot of her albums in the basement and other artists too."

I've seen those when I was younger but I don't really have the interest in old songs before. Erra likes to play old music in our room so I started to like it.

"Can I check it out?" I'm too excited that I run right after she said yes.

She really has a lot of vinyl albums. This literally looks like a music store. I randomly choose because I'm not familiar with the titles and singers of those songs that I heard from Erra. I play it using the turntable and then suddenly  I feel like I'm brought back to the old times.

While I'm scanning some other albums I've come across a wooden box. I opened it and there are so many tapes inside it which are from  various singers. There's this ziplock that has again tapes in it. It's funny how grandma put tapes in here.

I opened it and take one of the tapes. To Amara, From Leo, is written on its cover and the rest of the tapes. Can it be that the Amara of Mr. Leo is my grandma?

I take the tapes with me to the bedroom. Luckily, I took with me the player Mr. Leo gave me. I have it so I could listen to the tape Yvonne gave and now I have a different set of tapes to listen to.

I lean back on the bed rest while I listen to the tapes. All of the ten tapes are just him playing the piano. He didn't sing nor say something unlike what Amara did.

"How'd you get that?" Grandma is standing at the doorway.

"I'm sorry." I quickly put the tapes back in the ziplock. "I got curious."

"It's fine. C'mon let's eat." She smiled at me before leaving.

After eating, I took a walk around until I reached the Canal. Nighttime is the best time for you to visit here so I'm going to stay until the sun sets.

Not far from where I'm seated, I think I saw Ezió with a young girl, probably on her puberty age. I don't know why he's here but I'm certain that he's the one I saw. The girls sits on one of the benches near the lake then Ezió leaves for somewhere.

It's not an exaggeration if I say that she's white as snow. Her blonde hair is tied into two separate braids like Anna from Frozen.  

She caught me staring at her and she smiled. She narrows her eyes like she's trying to remember me. Then, she walks to my direction.

"Hi!" She greets the moment she comes near me. I must say she's pretty. I smile before saying the same thing.

She sits beside me. "I think you're really beautiful. I like your hair."

I didn't see this coming. She just caught me looking at her and now she's complementing me.

"Thank you. I think you're beautiful too."

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