Somebody PEDINI
"You want another slice?"
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you. "
Fulvio ate the second piece of pie, sipped Coca-Cola fridge fresh and not kept a small burp. His eyes widened and he found the woman's smile. A moment later both burst out laughing taste.
"Sorry, I ran away."
"It's nothing, nothing. Who knows what they put in that stuff makes it so sparkling. So what you tell me? Are you still in detention? "
The boy frowned and confirmed with the head.
"Yeah. No phone, no computer, no exits. For another week. "
Nevertheless Fulvio could not complain: he had gone luxury. He thought back to that afternoon, the ring stolen, the police and their home visit.
He felt doomed, locked in some cold and damp cell with drug dealers, thieves and murderers. He could not say anything, just a few unintelligible babble.
It was his fortune. In
back home, he rode with his head down, driven by the desire to go back in time, even just a few minutes. He had not noticed the red light, but a patrol.
It had followed him back home.
The outburst of the father and its punishment had seemed a premium compared to the jail.
But he could not get rid of that feeling of suffocation, that weight off your chest and it started rolling towards the stomach like a rock. He thought of confessing to his grandmother, all at once. Ask her how to do it, if there was a way out clean from the story, but let it go.
drank even a sip, while the sound of the phone cover the confused voices of television. The woman said, changed some words and once hung on to his nephew announced the arrival of her friend.
"Come on, then go. Maybe pitch tomorrow afternoon. This is the only place where Dad let me come. "
" All right, Fulvio, and I, maybe I'll find another cake. "And he accompanied his nephew to the landing.
'E' busy. I walk. Hello Grandma. "
and down the steps at a brisk pace.
At the same time the elevator door opened.
"Hello Mary. Come on inside. "
" Thank you Ophelia. I had to speak at all with someone. What a disgrace! "
" But today is 9. "
" No, it's 18. But one plus 8 is 9. "The woman sighed and sat on the couch. 'Number of fatal ... "
Avanti Maria, what happened this time?"
"Someone pawn! I had the feeling of being watched, already ten days. But yesterday I was a certainty. A man in his forties, he follows me everywhere I go. Watch. "
Mrs. Bella got up, went to the window and pulled back the curtain a little.
"You see Ofelia? You see? The one who walks in front of the library and pretend to call. E 'him, "
" And why should he follow you? "
I do not know! For me is a maniac ... "
"It follows you for two weeks without doing anything?"
"And if it was someone hired by the opposition? Soon there will be elections, perhaps trying to smear our name. They monitor me to hit George. "
" Your husband does he say? "
" I do not know anything. "
" On calm down, my dear. You will have a nervous breakdown. Sit down and think about how to act. "
In the end, all possible solutions, they chose the safest one. Sammi
Ophelia picked up the phone, dialed the three-digit number and waited in line.
'Police? Hello, I report a crime ... "
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