He stayed in the city to visit her parents, after leaving Elizabeth and Laura at the Mazello´s bus stop. Marcy was attempting to visit them often, well alone, well accompanied by children, and occasionally, also with Manele. The elderly was living alone and she was the only daughter, since she married always had felt the responsibility not to miss her.
-Marcelina, daughter! What a joy seeing you here!
Parents never got used to use the nickname, and Marcy never accustomed to his first name, Maria Marcelina.
-Hi, mom! I came shopping and it occurred to me to pass by here to visit you, today I had time. Dad is not at home?
-Yes, daughter, have you had your lunch already?
-I took a sandwich and a soda before coming, but I would like a cup of coffee. She had taken the precaution to let the bag, with the coat, to Elizabeth, a bright, black bag with the word fur in golden letters, which did not pass unnoticed. He was afraid of his mother, if she saw the bag and coat.
They entered in the room when the father was seated at the round table, taking a steamy and black coffee. His mother always used some precious Chinese porcelain, their wedding gift, and preserved in a glass showcase.
-Daughter, what a surprise! how are my grandsons?
In his past life he had never been so affectionate with her, her own daughter.
-At school, my father. This is the first year that they stay there to eat, and now I have more free time, I will come to see you more often.
-And Manele, daughter?, where is?, from travel? -asked the mother while she served coffee.
Marcy put into the coffee some saccharin.
-Yes, travel, this time will be out a week, at Brexals, will be back next Thursday, it seems to me very long, mom.
-I am not surprised, Manele is so worker..., a jewel of husband. What luck you have had to catch him. And so handsome! -said the mother while she drunks the coffee, holding the cup with the little finger straight.
Amelia always advocated him. For a time Marcy had hinted the violent character of Manele, but the mother avoided put against his son-in-law. Told her: "there are to endure, daughter, life is tough, what would you do alone, without him, with two small children?" "You have affectionate, his character will eventually softening, you know that he loves you too much". Father always had been more cautious, more neutral and when he heard them speak thus, waning without giving his opinion. They were ancient, the men and women together with their children, at all costs. But Amelia well knew from experience her daughter´s spoke.
To avoid problems, Marcy left to talk about what was happening in the intimacy of your partner. Coffee from her mother was delicious, nobody knew to do it as good as her.
-Why do you take saccharin, daughter? –by the tone of voice of her father she realized that he didn't like it.
-I said her, Arthur, but she is always in the idea that she is fat.
-Come! Let me quiet drinking my coffee.
Those things were even funny but his parents, at times, become tiresome for any reason. "These are the classic topics of parents when you visit them, the same as always".
Parents claimed her by children and she promised an upcoming visit bringing them. She left her parents in the small room and get out the house. She pulled the door on the outside, taking the outer knob until was heard the characteristic snap, that indicates it was tightly closed. He released a sigh thinking of her past life, spent with them, and that would never more. Although in this life, not everything was good.