An unexpected company

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In front of me I had everything I needed to feel comfortable: a delicious meal, my corner, the pleasant warmth of my dream kitchen.

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The time had come to enjoy. I chose a placemat that I really liked, a pretty glass, and the cutlery set that I had bought at an antiques store in San Telmo. Ready to have dinner comfortably, I turned on the television. My favorite show was just starting. I dove into the plot. After a few minutes a nosy and annoying commercial break snapped me out of my reverie. My thoughts began to wander. What would he be doing? Perhaps, having dinner with Alejandro who would have already returned from college. During the week, Buenos Aires had become the branch of a part of our family and, just today, Candela had stayed to study with her classmates.

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Silence of voices began to oppress my chest. The table, which usually overflows with plates, bottles, and dishes, grew, highlighting a single occupied place on the polished wood. I longed for our noisy meals and a sob accompanied some tears, which from early on had tightened my throat.

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He listened to me. He raised his head and almost stealthily approached. He gently sat down next to me. She stood there still. Gently she put her head on my shoulder. I felt her gaze. I hugged her, amalgamated my body with hers. We stayed warmly close to her. He seemed unwilling to move so as not to interrupt my musings.

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There was no loneliness anymore. Her presence became comfort. My breathing became calmer. Her light green gaze scrutinized me curiously. She put her head gracefully to the side with a serious gesture, thus drawing my first smile. I spoke softly in her ear, moved by such tenderness. She immediately settled on my leg as if grabbing me. Her long nails gave her the elegance of a feminine hand.
I leaned my head on hers. I breathed in the scent of him; I always liked it. Moved, I planted a kiss on Wanda's soft muzzle.

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