
"Ehm no, I'm lazy to the kitchen. Ludo used to leave it in a special box for me. I left it to Laura to take it. Have you eaten?"
"Not yet, it's been a long time since we've eaten a spell." I saw it. What does his word mean.
"We're busy." Shortest and reasonable answer. "They have boiled eggs this time, smoked meat, today the soup is good, it seems there is cream. This is trying mine this is a lot."
James is willing to take it, and eat it out of my food box. The kind-hearted Ludo always made sure he put in enough for me.
"You're right it's delicious. Today it seems our chef has enough ingredients." I smiled at his reply.
"Maybe there was a shipment of milk from Kissimmee here, I heard they activated the farm again. We only have poultry farming here and fish here.
"It's a shame we haven't had cheese in years."
"Yes, I miss cheese. Unfortunately it still includes prohibited products, unless it is processed again by cooking. Maybe later if it's normal we can have a cheesecake made by Mom."
"Yes, if we're back, hopefully soon."
This talk of unimportant food somehow made my guilt disappear. He doesn't hate me and blames me, it's a relief.
"You know, I just don't want you to get hurt anymore. Gillian she's not looking for a serious relationship here. Why are you involved with him. You know what I'm saying is true." He's finally talking about Gillian.
"You don't have to think about it, I know what I'm doing. I don't want to talk to you about it. Don't try to start, I told you you're not my brother, you're not responsible for my life..." I continued to eat, trying hard to sound normal.
"Why are you so stubborn."
"Either. Maybe because you're used to it yourself, thanks for being here, watching me all these years, but I also have a time when I don't want to incriminate you forever you know that, thanks for that, thanks for that, in the future there will be times when you will also leave. I'll be alone, too, so what's the difference now or later. You don't have to worry. I know who he is."
She looked at me with her own thoughts, I smiled a little at her. If he doesn't come forward this time, I'll assume he just wants to think of me as a sister.
Dare he promise not to leave. He was silent and could not answer me. Maybe the timing wasn't right.
But nothing is perfect in life, that perfect time doesn't exist, I came to understand what Susan and D'Angelo were doing. Sometimes there is no right time, you just have to live it with the right person.
Problems will always be there, but a mutual promise will still be a promise.
Say it now or I will abandon my hope. The choice he had to think for himself was the answer.
"I'm leaving. There's still work to do. Go out to dinner, you won't be full by just tasting my food. After this I will go to sleep. Tomorrow is still a long day."
I sighed, relieved to have said what I had to say. The result depends on my luck I guess.
Maybe I'll be lucky, maybe not. But whatever it is, for sure we will both remain good friends and good brothers...
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