On the way to the weekend (S1 Ep.16-9)

Friday, January 3

At the alarm clock sound, I woke up. The words written by Joan were still present in my mind. I didn't get much to sleep, I can't remember, even, what I dreamed about. I was worried about her. After some more reflection, her words seemed now as if Joan was mad as if she was on the defensive. And if it was so, she probably felt threatened or pressured. While I was getting dressed I found myself thinking "maybe it was for this reason that she removed my memories... A threat!" - Once again I was looking for justifications for her acts without realizing the frequency with which I did it.

With two of the luggage bags in hands, I went downstairs to the living room, I put them closer to the armchair and I followed to the kitchen for breakfast. As promised, mother was ready to drive me over.

Rose: Good morning mom. - With a kiss I greeted her.

D. Marya: Good morning my daughter. Did you not sleep well? – Said by observing my dark circles.

Rose: No, not very well. I'm a little anxious, that must be it.

D. Marya: It's going to be fine. - With a hug and a kiss on the forehead tried to comfort my longings. - Mom is ready. Do you have some more luggage to take?

Rose: The dresses carrier and the purse with the accessories. In a minute I’ll go up to catch them.

D. Marya: Take your breakfast with no hurries, we have time. I'm putting these in the car.

Rose: I'm not very hungry. - Grabbed a yoghurt, open it to drink and an apple that I've kept in my pocket, wrapped in two napkins. - I will help you.

D. Marya: Go upstairs then say goodbye to Kat. Certainly will miss you tonight. Explain your absence. At his way he understands you.

Finishing drink the yoghurt, put it in the trash and followed to my bedroom. Kat was sitting on my bed. Gave the impression that he knew I was not going to be present. I know it's only two days, but we've never been apart so long. The tears have emerged, along with the chest tightness.

I sat on the edge of the bed next to him and explained why I had to go away and why I couldn't take him with me. He doesn't have a complete year of life. He'd be safer here. With one last cuddle and a kiss on his furry little head, I said goodbye to him. I really wanted to take him with me, but I was afraid he could be lost there. I couldn't stand the idea of losing him again. With that in mind the image of when I found him came to my thinking - "was so mistreated up."

With a heavy heart, I went downstairs with the missing luggage. Kat followed me into the porch and sat by the front door. Behind him came mother, closing the front door.

Rose: Do not close without putting him inside.

D. Marya: He can go in through his little door.

Rose: I'm afraid he might come after us.

D. Marya: He will not. Be rested.

We entered both in the car, while he was there, just observing. I couldn't hold back the tears to see the distance growing between us. It was just like mom said, he hadn't followed the car. I think she's right, he understood, at his way.

We stopped at Joan’s gate and a minute after I send her a text, warning that we were already down here, she came around the corner, only with a suitcase in hand. Forward, in another car was the father of Sofie where Monic and Dianne were storing their bags. I gave a little honk to call their attention and then smiling all came in our direction. Grabbing Joan along the way.

Dianne, Sofie, Monic and Joan: Good morning.

D. Marya and Rose: Good morning Girls.

Rose: So, are you ready?

Dianne: Yes! We have everything ready. And you?

Rose: As well.

Dianne: Let’s go then.

Just a bit over one hour of driving and we was faced with scenarios full of nature, with small wooden houses adorning the view, completing the gifts of mother nature, spaced by vast green meadows, rich in crops. A beautiful image. The air seemed purer, like a fresh breeze in the lungs. Was completely surrendered to the charms of these place.