16 Part 15

I got up at 14:30. I was definitely one of the people who loved to sleep as long as possible. And how can I not love to do it? If I close my eyes in front of me, the image of my beloved appears.

"My favorite," I repeated aloud, because when I said it in my mind it sounded somewhat unreal. But on the contrary, it was more than real. We were going to be together. Sammy. Only me and her.

I took a backpack and put some clothes in it.

"I will not go home in the next few days." I said to my mother. For my joy she was drunk to such an extent that she only managed to squeeze something I did not even know.

I went out and went to the store to shop. I did not care much about a chef, even something. But I was doing great spaghetti. I picked up all sorts of things. There was a huge queue on the cashier. I pulled the phone out of my pocket to see how hours it was. It was already 15:40. I accidentally looked at the lock screen. He wrote: "Fight for HER!" These three words ... I smiled. I struggled to fight for her and now she was mine, only mine, my Angel.

-Good day. Will you want a pouch? "He returned me to reality, the voice of the woman behind the counter.

"Yes," I said, still thinking.

I picked up the purchases and went out of the store. I took a taxi and called Daryy.

- I'll be in front of you for a while. Are you ready?

-While I'll be with you, I'm always ready.

I shut the phone and smiled.

And Dary's words "As soon as I'm with you, I'm always ready." They were ringing in my mind.

When I arrived in front of them, she was already down and waiting for me. Get in the taxi and see us meet ...

-Hi Chris.

-Hello, Dary.

Where are we going?

-I think it's a surprise.

-Ah, you devil. she smiled.

All the time I wanted to embrace her, but I did not dare. The road was not much.

"We did," I said.

We got off the cab and I closed Dary's eyes with my hands.

-Kris, I'm dying of curiosity.

- All right. Now.

I removed my hands.

"That's wonderful," she said.

-I know. This house was left by my grandfather. When I was little often with my parents, we came here. I love this place.

- I love you.

-I love you too. Come on in.

I opened the door. Everything inside was as I remembered. The house was not big. There was a basement, a kitchen, a living room, a bedroom, a guest room and a bathroom. There was a fireplace in the living room.

"Dari, settle down, and I'll go out to look for wood for the fireplace.

I went out. There was a small garage next to the house. I walked in and I was surprised. The engine! When I saw him, memories came to me. My father taught me to drive him. I approached him. Except that everything was in dust, it looked as I remembered it.

I looked in the tank. There was still gas! I tried to ignite it, but I did not. I tried several times and my luck smiled. I took him out. Then Dary came out, must have heard the noise.

"But from where-" she surprised her.

-He came up to drive you.

-Can you manage this?

-Do you trust me?

-Of course.

- Then jump.

She climbed and hugged me across the waist.

We departed. We did a few laps and she said,

-This is cruel. I want too.

- All right. Let's change places. "I suggested.

But I never ... I will not.

- I'm here, you will succeed.

Put your hand on the throttle.

-Right?

-Yes. Well done! And now, with the other hand, press the clutch. You are great!

Now follows the most difficult. I held out my hand and put it on hers.

You must lightly release the clutch and give some gas.

-Are you ready?

-Yes.

- All right. Let's go.

-I hurt. she pleases.

Congratulations. Now drive to the house because I started hungry ...