The exchange (camren) English Version

Chapter 72

Camila's POV

“Any questions?” she asked, as I putted on my shirt. I looked to my sides as if I was waiting for someone to ask something
“Great, then we can start” she walked to the car

She didn't not open the door for me...
That would be too much for her so I entered on my own.

“Well guide lady, where will we go first?”
I asked, looking at her

“First stop: Holocaust Monument.” I smiled, animated

It took us a while to get to the place, we were getting sleepy from the trip. Finally we went down in front of a huge hand, I took out my camera.

“This is one of the most beautiful monuments in Miami” she began saying
“It was made by the sculptor Kenneth Treister, in homage to the Jews victims of the holocaust.” she informed mw, pointing to the hand. I followed her finger with my eyes

“And why a hand?” I asked, curious, while taking pictures

“Because they wanted it to be a hand” she answered as if it was obvious “nah I'm kidding” she said and smiled “the hand implores help, comprising millions of bodies, expressing great anguish and despair.”

“How sad...” I said and Lauren agreed
“Now come, I want to take a picture with you here in front.” I took her hand and asked a man to take our picture

I know how much Lauren is disturbed by the pictures, but I didn't send her to be my guide. She hugged me sideways and posed, without claiming. Because this is the first one clearly.

“Can we continue now?” she asked and I nodded

Lauren's POV

We returned to the car and headed to oue next tourist point. Camila looked at everything with an air of curiosity, typical of those who visit the city for the first time. I parked on Collins Avenue, one of the most important and famous avenues in Miami.

“You're kidding me?!” she said with a childish gleam in her eyes “is this the avenue where are the shops of famous brands?” She asked cheerily, getting off the car

“Exactly” I confirmed when I had already got out of the car too.

We were walking down the avenue, Camila looked at each case with a joy that infected anyone. Her eyes didn't seem to decide where to look first.

“Look at that Lauren...” she said amuzed
“that wallet must cost a fortune...”

“Actually yes it does.” I said and I agreed “This avenue is giant. Virtually runs the city from end to end. And the Art Deco style that it has is simply wonderful.”

“Ok, ok, I already know, now where is all our money to buy all that?” she asked, not paying much attention to everything I said.

“We have to search..” I laughed, walking with her

“THE ARMANI SHOP!!” she shouted, pointing it “that mark is very famous!”
She said practically jumping full ot emotion “fucking hell, I can't believe it”

“Well believe it..” I said and looked at her, delighted with her smile “what do I see there...” I pointed

“NINE WEST!” she exclaimed, interrupting me and running to see the beautiful shoes closer.

“That was what I wanted to say” I said and walked behind her

We went a few more laps around the stores, she found several things that pleased her, we bought many interesting things, and I can say that Camila is very complicated when it comes to choosing clothes and shoes. After hours walking through the shops, finally, I got her out of there to go somewhere else before lunch.