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Chapter 22 by heykiza heykiza

joy is too great

grab the guitar

Without thinking twice I went to get her, as if that was the most precious thing that I grabbed.

I almost cried for happiness and not only for the guitar, but for everything that was happening, the day had really gone shit but in the evening it turned into a unique joy.

I sat down and placed my right ankle on my left knee so as to create it. Space needed to fit the guitar. Omar and Linda looked at me and I was happy to begin to arrange it.

A gift of fate that warmed my heart, I looked like a child in front of her Christmas gifts, excited and happy moving my fingers listening to his product from the ropes and after some tests I managed to tune it.

<< It is wonderful >> I exhaled joyfully, holding her to me as if it were true and I could cuddle her.

Omar chuckled for this.

A few minutes later we were all on the porch, the rain was beating hard on the wooden roof and reducing visibility on the lake as it fell violently.

Even the air had become colder and lashed my body but it was well covered, we placed three chairs next to each other and we sat down; I left, Omar in the middle and Linda on the right.

A skewed trio who, however, despite everything, managed to discreetly.

<< Before the end of time, We were more than friends, before the story ends ... >> I sang "A little piece of heaven" acoustic and slow, I hated to boast but I was aware of having a beautiful voice.

<< What song is it? >> Omar asked interrupting me, I nodded, looking at him and pretended contempt.

<< You do not deserve to live if you do not know this song! >> I replied amused. Then I resumed singing

<< And their bombs and their guns. In your head In your head Zombies, zombies, zombies, and, and >>. another song...

They looked at me, they laughed again and it was beautiful, it was really beautiful to be able to find moments of laughter.

<< ha ha! you're really funny >> commented the boy about my choice of song.

I stopped singing, my lips curved in a smile and my fingers improvising chords, the world as far as I was concerned, had stopped exactly at that moment with the rain, the fresh air and a special feeling of freedom that I had never felt in my life

it become evening

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