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    Complicated – Chapter 2 : Pick-Nick

    He shows us like 20 pictures and it is a beautiful house. Melvin also haze a copy of the ground plan. He shows us the rooms that are the bedrooms. The biggest room is for Mom and Melvin, of course. But the second biggest would be for me and Bette. It was only a little bit smaller than Mom’s room.  Helena gets the biggest room that was left because she would live the longest at home. Kit and P-J get the other two rooms. Kit, Helena and P-J would share one bathroom.  Bette and I another one and the third is for Mom and Melvin.

    Bette: Can I have this copy and draw some furniture, Dad?

    Melvin: Sure, honey.

    He hands the paper to Bette and she walks back to ‘her’ tree. I follow her.

    Bette: You want to help ‘decorating’ our room?

    She smiles. I smile back at her. I sit down next to her.

    Tina: You aren’t truly going to draw, right?

    She smiles again.

    Bette: Why not? I can draw quiet good. You will see.

    We talk about what we want and she draws everything I tell her. She also adds a little of her idea’ The result is this: In the left corner in the north side would be Bette’s bed. In the right corner in the north mine. We would both have wooden nightstands. In the left corner of the wall of the west and the south would be a big closet that would almost come to Bette’s bed. At the wall of the south would be our desk with two chairs. On the end of my bed would stand a low table where we could place a cd-player. The space that was still free we would lay a carpet with green and blue.  

    I notice she is good at this.

    I: You are really good.

    Bette smiles a 1000 watt smile and I feel warm inside.

    Bette: Thanks.

    I: I’m looking forward to chairing a room with you.

    I can swear I can see a little blush on the brunette’s face.

    Bette: Me too.

    I: Ever thought about being an architect?

    Bette pulls a face and I laugh.

    Bette: No! BORING!

    I chuckle.

    I: And art isn’t boring?

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