***
Moore went into her house, where she will live soon. It was very tiny, just one room and a bath. After a huge apartment, it seemed to her a closet. Rick helped bring her things along and briefly managed to talk about the camp. The first shift begins in a few days, and so far their job is to prepare everything for the arrival of the children. But it is already evening, so, for now, you can relax a bit.
In general, everything was not as terrible as she was afraid. Yes, initially the trip here was only part of her treatment, she did not burn with a strong desire to go here, and, of course, did not expect anything, but the meeting with Rick inspired hope that it would be possible to spend time here not only with benefit but also with interest. He was not so bad with closer communication. Even more likely, on the contrary, he owns a network of car repair shops, and in the summer he moonlights in camps. He enjoys messing with children. But he does not have his own, even though he is already thirty. He loves what he does and is committed to his work, just like Jade ...
In this regard, she perfectly understood him, because music is all for her.
Going into the bathtub, Moore stopped near the mirror. She did not recognize herself. Running her hands through her blond hair to make sure of her ... reality, she started. She had not seen herself with blond hair for a very long time and was unaccustomed to this image. The last time she was sixteen years old, and then her life changed dramatically. Just like this is happening now. She went so far into herself, into another reality, that she nearly died. She did not even realize that she was heading into the abyss until she finally collided with the ground. Thank God, she was lucky, they managed to save her and pull her out of this deep hole in time.
Once, Lynn told her that the last chance was given for a new life. That mistakes tend to remain unchanged and not forgotten, but sometimes, just sometimes, you can find a gift underfoot.
It is a miracle.
The miracle you've been waiting for.
And all that remains for you is to once again find the strength in yourself to accept it.
And let doubts run after her, catching up, but again she will never recede from life. The bones will decay, but faith will hold it, forcing it to go forward. The body is buried, but the earth does not hold back the spirit that rushes back home.
God or fate, but she was given the chance.
And he will not be missed.
***
The morning was clear, and Rick, leaving his house, smiled broadly. Yesterday's meeting with the new girl gave him hope that this year everything will be much more interesting.
With a brisk step, heading to the dining room, he thought about this Julia. Tall blonde with beautiful shapes, but meanwhile without a gram of makeup on her face. Which, by the way, was not necessary for her with her excellent external data. She was not like any of the women he knew. Besides, as he managed to find out, she plays the guitar.
"Hmm ... maybe ask for some private lessons? .."
Opening the dining-room door, Rick immediately noticed Julia sitting alone. The girl was lost in thought and did not notice him until he called out to her.
- Good morning! Rick exclaimed cheerfully and sat across from her.
“Oh ... good.” Sorry, I didn’t notice you. Thought ... - the woman looked dressed up, which was not hidden from the attention of a man.
- What, if not a secret? Something happened? - Rick asked worriedly, he sincerely wanted to help her.
“No, it's too personal,” Julia's smile was apologizing. “You know, I’m not used to being frank with people if I only know them for one day.”
- Fair. So we need to get to know each other better.
Suddenly, their conversation was interrupted by a woman cook who put a tray of food in front of Rick.
- Hi, Rick! - She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand. “I'm glad you came back to us again.” Your regular order.
- Thanks, Martha. Wow, you still remember. ”He sent her one of his charming smiles.
“Of course,” the plump woman laughed again. “For the entire time that he works for us,” she added, addressing the blonde already, “his breakfast is unchanged.” Scrambled eggs with bacon, potato pancakes, and toasts with butter and jam.
Julia smiled. She remembered her past habits - only a cigarette and a mug of strong coffee for breakfast.