moments he went through the door of her room a blond boy with a package in hand.
Amelia looked at his clothes and realized he was dressed in a dark gray shirt, jeans and sneakers.
"I'm surprised you again, right?"
He said he approached the bed.
"Why are you here?"
She looked him in the face. He seemed quite surprised by the unexpected visit of the boy.
"Do you still ask?" - He raised an eyebrow.
"Did I the wrong question?"
Her voice was soft as she tried to explain it in a healthy way. - "It is not appropriate and referring to the visits, Amelia"
He handed the package with wrapping paper and pink said.
"I hope you like it"
For a moment, Amelia looked at the package on the child's hands and then took him with fear. Wanted gift and at the same time no. He thought reject this, but figured it would be a discourtesy on her part.
Once he opened the package. His eyes flashed to a beautiful porcelain doll.
"I loved it! How do you know that I like dolls?"
"Huhuhm ... your appearance made it clear that"
"Sit!"
He sat on the bed beside her. Juan Carlos looked Amelia silently and realized that she was happier with this. It was a complete girl, but sometimes seemed a child. It seemed so innocent and full of childish fantasies.
"All my dolls has a name I will choose a name for it." - Said at the boy who sat on the bed.
Soon, he said. - "Amelia, do you like it?"
"It could be I have no doll named Amelia" - She accepted and took the doll to her chest, hugged her porcelain like might have life and might have it in the same way.
Juan Carlos continued watching.
"Can I know if the fever comes down?"
"Do you understand that?"
"A little"
He tried to be sensitive and put his hand on her forehead. He felt her temperature for a while.
"It's a little hot"
He muttered and removed his hand from the front of the girl .
"Do you like fishing?"
"I like"
"When you're better, I'll make an appointment for us to go fishing"
Smiling, he took her hand and held his breath. Amelia also squeezed half of his hand and tried to smile back. She always felt happiest in the company of her new friend. Juan Carlos used to be so nice to her. Amelia felt that she was a special and important to someone else. Before she only felt that way when her father was alive.
Chapter 11
FISHING
A few weeks later...
"I think you should eat something"
Marianne said looking at Amelia with a glass of orange juice standing in the kitchen.
She interrupted her juice and answered. - "Not because I'm going to be late, I think"
"So you think?"
The sound of a car horn came from outside the house. Amelia ran and left the empty glass of juice on the kitchen table.
"That's him, I'm going"
"Good luck!" - Her stepmother winked.
"If your luck really works, we will bring many fish"
"I have not said in that sense" - Marianne shook her head and smiled.
However, Amelia left the house without understanding the hint of Marianne. She had no idea of sin was not like her stepmother.
***
Juan Carlos and Amelia sat on the grass, putting the things he had taken from the car. The day was nice. Fishing seemed favorable for them.
"What do you want? Hook, net or mesh?"
"The Net. Is it too big?"
"No"
Moments later, they got slowly into the river. They walked pulling it open net, and they went smoothly. Juan Carlos was in shorts and no shirt with a dark cap to protect his head. Amelia was in a bathing suit and wearing a long dress and beachwear. On her head wearing a straw hat to protect her head and face from sunlight.
"I stepped on something strange!"
Amelia whispered, afraid to go forward. Juan Carlos looked at her and grabbed a smile in the corner of his mouth.
At the end of the fishing with the net they dragged back to the river and went to the grass where a shadow made by a huge tree branch. They brought five fish from the net.
"The fishing was not good today!"
He murmured, saying he had caught many and several times nets full of
Amelia looked at his clothes and realized he was dressed in a dark gray shirt, jeans and sneakers.
"I'm surprised you again, right?"
He said he approached the bed.
"Why are you here?"
She looked him in the face. He seemed quite surprised by the unexpected visit of the boy.
"Do you still ask?" - He raised an eyebrow.
"Did I the wrong question?"
Her voice was soft as she tried to explain it in a healthy way. - "It is not appropriate and referring to the visits, Amelia"
He handed the package with wrapping paper and pink said.
"I hope you like it"
For a moment, Amelia looked at the package on the child's hands and then took him with fear. Wanted gift and at the same time no. He thought reject this, but figured it would be a discourtesy on her part.
Once he opened the package. His eyes flashed to a beautiful porcelain doll.
"I loved it! How do you know that I like dolls?"
"Huhuhm ... your appearance made it clear that"
"Sit!"
He sat on the bed beside her. Juan Carlos looked Amelia silently and realized that she was happier with this. It was a complete girl, but sometimes seemed a child. It seemed so innocent and full of childish fantasies.
"All my dolls has a name I will choose a name for it." - Said at the boy who sat on the bed.
Soon, he said. - "Amelia, do you like it?"
"It could be I have no doll named Amelia" - She accepted and took the doll to her chest, hugged her porcelain like might have life and might have it in the same way.
Juan Carlos continued watching.
"Can I know if the fever comes down?"
"Do you understand that?"
"A little"
He tried to be sensitive and put his hand on her forehead. He felt her temperature for a while.
"It's a little hot"
He muttered and removed his hand from the front of the girl .
"Do you like fishing?"
"I like"
"When you're better, I'll make an appointment for us to go fishing"
Smiling, he took her hand and held his breath. Amelia also squeezed half of his hand and tried to smile back. She always felt happiest in the company of her new friend. Juan Carlos used to be so nice to her. Amelia felt that she was a special and important to someone else. Before she only felt that way when her father was alive.
Chapter 11
FISHING
A few weeks later...
"I think you should eat something"
Marianne said looking at Amelia with a glass of orange juice standing in the kitchen.
She interrupted her juice and answered. - "Not because I'm going to be late, I think"
"So you think?"
The sound of a car horn came from outside the house. Amelia ran and left the empty glass of juice on the kitchen table.
"That's him, I'm going"
"Good luck!" - Her stepmother winked.
"If your luck really works, we will bring many fish"
"I have not said in that sense" - Marianne shook her head and smiled.
However, Amelia left the house without understanding the hint of Marianne. She had no idea of sin was not like her stepmother.
***
Juan Carlos and Amelia sat on the grass, putting the things he had taken from the car. The day was nice. Fishing seemed favorable for them.
"What do you want? Hook, net or mesh?"
"The Net. Is it too big?"
"No"
Moments later, they got slowly into the river. They walked pulling it open net, and they went smoothly. Juan Carlos was in shorts and no shirt with a dark cap to protect his head. Amelia was in a bathing suit and wearing a long dress and beachwear. On her head wearing a straw hat to protect her head and face from sunlight.
"I stepped on something strange!"
Amelia whispered, afraid to go forward. Juan Carlos looked at her and grabbed a smile in the corner of his mouth.
At the end of the fishing with the net they dragged back to the river and went to the grass where a shadow made by a huge tree branch. They brought five fish from the net.
"The fishing was not good today!"
He murmured, saying he had caught many and several times nets full of
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