THE POWER OF LOVE

Aunt Maya.- It is one of the most beautiful moments of your life, you have always dreamed of it. your dream has become a reality thanks to your excellence and your great rage for success. I'm proud of you Rachelle. I will miss you a lot Rachelle.- Thank you aunt, please don't cry. come into my arms. Aunt Maya.- It's tears of joy my daughter. Unfortunately, my sister is not here to celebrate all these victories with you. Rachelle.- I know she is happy where she is and is watching over each of us. Bobby.- Rachelle, are you still here? I thought your flight was for 6 a.m. Rachelle.- No bobby, it's 9:45 am we're already going. Bobby.- Ok, I see that you are saying goodbye to the i***t. you're lucky. Aunt Maya.- Don't pay attention to dear darling. Rachelle.-Bobby, are you still raw? don't you want to change your dark humor someday? you're stoic! Bobby.- Do you think I'm going miss you? come on come in my arms. I love you my sister. Rachelle.- Me too car horn ... Aunt Maya.- Go get the suitcases out. The driver is there. Rachelle says goodbye to her family with a big hand gesture but a sad face. Upon arrival at the airport, Rachelle is amazed at the increased world being in the waiting hall because it looks like she has never taken a plane in her life. She jealously guards her suitcase and her passport so that she is not subject to a robbery in the middle of the morning where the disbelievers will bring everyone back to earth stripped of all their possessions. Her innocent air and natural charm attracted the attention of a visibly capitalist youngster who had nothing to do with her social status. Rachelle on her guard ignores the visibly charming young boy with an interesting lifestyle. Jacob, seeing himself as a gentleman, continues to approach her to make conversation. Jacob.- Sorry miss, you dropped this Rachelle looks in astonishment at the object for a moment and looks through its effects and realizes that it is his plane ticket that was in Jacob's hands. Rachelle.- Oh thank you, it's mine. But how did you find it, yet I had it tidy in my satchel. Jacob: It was gone when you got out of your cab. Rachelle.- Thank you for your good faith. Jacob.- Can I know your name? Rachelle.- Rachelle Sésostris Jacob.- Nice to meet you Miss Rachelle. Jacob Hunter. Rachelle.- Nice to meet you.