Post by littleangelamy22 on Jul 10, 2008 13:15:17 GMT -5
It was a cold night, and Mahiro stumbled into the brewery she knew only too well. Her face lit up as she saw a familiar face at the counter.
"Granpapa!!"
"Mahiro!"
Mahiro leapt over the counter and into her Granpa's arms. It had been ages since she had last seen him, as she had run away after she blamed herself for Padua's death.
"Where's Mama?"
"Rome. With Little Pablo and she had the baby! A girl, named Sharai. I have a pciture" Her grandfather passed Mahiro a photograph. It was new, and the colours where fresh and new.
"She looks like..."
"Padua. She look's like Padua. Her death was'nt your fault you know.. I won't tell you mother you were here. You're still upset are'nt you?"
Mahiro sighed and nodded.
"Look Bambina, you are here to have a good time. Pour yourself a beer and have a laugh. I'll watch out for ya."
Mahiro smiled at her Granpa and gave him a hug.
"Thanks Grandpapa."
She poured herself a beer, a flavour invented by her cousin Lola-Jeanette, with extracts of Lemongrass and honey. She sat down and drank, and watched the door. She hoped Amarant would arrive. She wanted something exciting. Something to take her mind off her past, which loomed heavy here, although she loved the place so.
"Granpapa!!"
"Mahiro!"
Mahiro leapt over the counter and into her Granpa's arms. It had been ages since she had last seen him, as she had run away after she blamed herself for Padua's death.
"Where's Mama?"
"Rome. With Little Pablo and she had the baby! A girl, named Sharai. I have a pciture" Her grandfather passed Mahiro a photograph. It was new, and the colours where fresh and new.
"She looks like..."
"Padua. She look's like Padua. Her death was'nt your fault you know.. I won't tell you mother you were here. You're still upset are'nt you?"
Mahiro sighed and nodded.
"Look Bambina, you are here to have a good time. Pour yourself a beer and have a laugh. I'll watch out for ya."
Mahiro smiled at her Granpa and gave him a hug.
"Thanks Grandpapa."
She poured herself a beer, a flavour invented by her cousin Lola-Jeanette, with extracts of Lemongrass and honey. She sat down and drank, and watched the door. She hoped Amarant would arrive. She wanted something exciting. Something to take her mind off her past, which loomed heavy here, although she loved the place so.