“Don’t be too hard on yourself”, Perenelle said entering the room with a glass of warm cider. Many times Nicolas had told her to let me alone with my thoughts but she seemed not wanting to listen. I looked at her smiling and took the glass. Her presence was comforting somehow.
“So what’s the matter?” she asked. That was her usual question. The one I generally answered with a lie that she wouldn’t believe but she wouldn’t even forced me to tell the truth, she would just give me an understanding smile and walk away waiting for me to be ready to talk.
“I’m forgetting”, I said. That was true, I was forgetting, I was forgetting Sorina, she was not clear in my mind anymore, all I could remember was my feeling for her, so strong and intense but the details, I had forgotten all of them once again.
“We all reach that stage”, Perenelle said sitting on my bed.
I took my glass with both hand and looked at the little pieces of apple floating in the warm liquid.
“Why?” I asked and regretted the minute that the word came out of my mouth.
“Because time passes, I know that you have a better memory than usual but you also have a lot more time, it all equal itself in the end.” She said.
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