Bloody Weekend

Chapter 11

Peter said with annoyance

"Forget it. It doesn't matter anymore. "

Then he asked

"Is the car ready?"

"It."

"Then after lunch we will leave immediately. "

It can finally get out of the hustle and bustle of London through hills, pine forests and valleys. See the view of mountain mountains and forests that change color to red and orange, wet land due to rain water. The Blossom meets William, Julia and Graciela.

It's been almost a week that he hasn't seen Graciela. Last time they met, she was angry . And Graciela just looked at him with a strange look. That look cannot be interpreted. He himself did not know what that gaze meant. It's all getting annoying and annoying.

I know he's a famous designer. But can he watch me. Just myself for a while. He knows he's not fair. Graciela is not like her. Every time they meet Peter just discussing his work alone is different from him.

Graciela never discussed her work every time they met. Only if Peter asks will he answer. But that made Peter even more upset and angry. He once asked

"Are you willing to sacrifice everything what if I ask ?

"I mean ?" Graciela's voice turned cold.

"It's all ."

But he quickly cursed himself for stupidly asking Graciela that. He will definitely answer no.

But Graciela just kept silent . His eyes looked at Peter. Then he said

"Maybe if I feel the need."

"What do you mean ?" Somehow hearing the words need to come out of Graciela's mouth made her heart hot.

"Yes I mean if it really is needed . Maybe when I can't paint anymore. Like that."

"Isn't that what I mean ?"

"Why did you get so angry. ? In a surprised tone Graciela asked

"What do you want me to answer?"

"You know for sure the answer is what I want. Why can't you tell me. Why Graciela?"

With a lazy tone Graciela replied

"I don't know Peter. I just don't feel the need to say it."

Peter almost shouted as he said

"You really messed me up, Graciela. You know very well. I want her."

"Why ?"

Peter dropped himself on the couch. She said

"I don't know I just want it."

Peter breathed . He continued

"Maybe I want to be number one for you."

With eyes full of astonishment Graciela said

"You're number one for me Peter."

"liks. I'm sure if I die later the first thing you'll do is make a painting of a mourning woman."

With a slight smile on her face Graciela said

"Allowed."

Then he sat up pensive. Look at the empty floor. Then his gaze turned into a plate of pieces of chicken meat that had too much sauce.

Peter Hamilton looked at the plate with the many pieces of meat. Natasha quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, honey. I I I was all my fault. I don't know how I could carelessly pour excessive sauce on your plate"

It wasn't Natasha's fault. It was his mistake. Because he was so late in his mind that he did not realize that he had already poured too much sauce in his meat that it made the taste very salty.

Why would Natasha stupidly say it was her fault. Peter is guilty, if only he had not been the lightest in his past in San Luis. Why does he always sacrifice for her. And why did Rudy look at her so strangely. And why also Lilian continuously suck his snot. They're all really annoying.

"Why don't you use a tissue to suck your nose. This dining table it snot here is so disrespectful. Can't you go to the bathroom and do it. "

"I think he's just the flu."

"No. It's just a habit. You always want to be lied to by them."

Natasha chose silence . He no longer said what. Only his mind was busy. He did not think how could a doctor who passionately cured the diseases of others but could be so indifferent to the diseases in his family.

With a mouthful of food Lilian said

"I've sneezed ten times before lunch."

"It's just because of weather allergies."

Rudy said in an important pretentious tone

"But the weather is no problem. "

Peter ignored his son's answer. She said

"It's done. We're leaving now"

"So Peter there's some unfinished stuff I put in a suitcase."

"What did you do earlier?"

Annoyed he hit the foot of the table, which shocked his two children. Then he came out of the dining room with an annoyed face. Natasha immediately ran towards her bedroom. In a hurry put some stuff into his suitcase. But instead of making some stuff out of the suitcase and getting messy.

He listlessly thought why he was so slow to clean his suitcase. Peter's suitcase was ready. Why is he the slow one. Why would...

With a heart Lilian approached her father. His hand held several tarot cards. She said

"Why can I predict your fate. I'm very good at divining. I told Rudy, John and Mama. Just stay with papa."

"All right."

He is still very upset that having to wait for Natasha who does not know how many hours will take. He's been very I gin away from here. From home that made him angry. His son is upsetting. From a city full of smoke and cars . The sick old women. He was eager to get to Julia's house. Old style mansion . Forest and wet land. Leaves that change color to red and orange.

Lilian began shuffling the cards and dividing them on the table. She said

"This is the Emperor's card. It means papa."

Then he turned the two cards on the left and right.

"This is The Empress and to the left is The High Priest . On top of papa's The Lovers means he controls papa. Under papa's feet is what you're good at The Fool."

Peter felt amused himself to see his little daughter very seriously predict his fate.

"So this Lovers is over papa's head."

"Karen" he thought. The name came back to his head. Why am I still thinking about him.

Suddenly Natasha appeared with her two large suitcases