CHAPTER 23
Back to Basics I enjoy looking at her while she cooks. It makes me go back to when I was a child, when I came back from school I was impatiently waiting for her to prepare a snack. There was always a still hot dessert waiting for me in the oven with a glass of milk or lemon tea prepared while we were coming home. Tired from a studying day, I remained sit at the table looking at her gestures, chin laid on my hand dangling my feet. I was silent until she started to ask me what happened that day and so we started to chat on my life. She has always been a spectator of my adventures since I was a child while I look at her living everyday life, recording every perfume, every movement and every caress she gave me every time she st
