𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒌 {EDITING PROCESS}

𝟑𝟎. 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚

Little Bernard stood on the porch watching his mother put a small suitcase in the trunk of the blue Cadillac. Emma was explaining to Ophelia where they were going. Fanny's mother and son sent the two women away. Emma's parents lived in Nice, so it took them half an hour to get there.

The blonde's former home was large. The white wall shone in the hot sun, and the blue roof casted small shadows. It was as if the whole house had been taken from a Greek card.

"Welcome to the Artist's House," Emma said as she picked up the two suitcases from the trunk. Fanny took off her glasses and white hat. She was wearing her suit, also in white, which consisted of a thin white blouse, a white jacket, and a white skirt.

The white heels rattled in an elegant beat. The brunette waited for her girlfriend at the blue front door. Emma took out the keys and opened. Fanny offered to help her, but the other woman refused. The artist called her mother, then her father, and finally another name.

- They must have gone down to the city. Come.- Emma said, leading her mistress to her bedroom. Fanny gasped when she saw the intact curtain bed. The whole room was typical of an artist. It was full of old canvases, abandoned art supplies, records by various artists, and many, many books and magazines piled up.

"I didn't know you liked Japanese music," Fanny said as she approached a pile of records and picked one up.
-Oh yeah. Back then I was crazy. My father travelled all the way to Japan to bring this one, ”Emma explained, seeing what Fanny was holding.

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Emma showed the house she had lived in for only 19 years. Each corner was filled with piles of different things. There were books in the living room, magazines in the bathroom, and so on. The blonde knocked on a dark brown door and went inside. Fanny followed closely.

The older lady noticed someone hunched over in a high chair. Her friend approached the person quietly and stabbed in the ribs. There was a child's scream and then a lot of hugging. Fanny realized that the child was her girlfriend's sister. The woman scanned the room only to find that Severin was making small sculptures.

-Fanny. Let me introduce you to Severin. Severin, this is my girlfriend. Fanny Roanne.- Emma had hugged the child. The two ladies shook hands. The little girl asked if Fanny wanted something to drink and the older lady shook her head. The three of them immediately headed for the kitchen.

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The three ladies were enjoying a cool drink when they heard the front door open. Emma got up and ran to the woman, who was standing in the doorway, stunned. The two ladies hugged. A tall man joined them. Fanny knew immediately that these were Emma's parents.

-Mom, I want to introduce you to Fanny Roanne. Fanny, this is Mom and Dad.
-Oh, finally. Hello, hello. I'm Luana, and this is my husband Léonard. ”The woman kissed Fanny and shook her hand. Luana looked strikingly like Sophia Loren. Fanny was stunned.
                      
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“So how did you meet?” Luana asked as she set dinner in front of Fanny. Emma and her girlfriend looked at each other. They could not tell the truth.
- A mutual friend introduced us. He took me to Emma's last exhibition and we met there, ”Fanny said, looking at Emma.

- It was Louis. You remember him, Mom. Louis Buñuel.
-He !!! I didn't know he was in Paris. ”Luana sat down next to her other daughter.
"He told me he had recently settled in Rue De La Huchette. A very nice place, 'Emma explained, leaning over her plate.
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"I think Mom and Dad liked you a lot," Emma said, handing Fanny a glass of whiskey and sitting down next to her.
-Do you think so? I think I performed well infront of them.or I would have died of embarrassment. I feel like a schoolgirl”Fanny laughed and looked at her girlfriend.
-Calm down, they like almost everyone. And you are a smart and beautiful woman, everyone will like you. - Emma whispered and kissed Fanny.

Fanny whispered her friend's name. Emma softened like honey in her hands. Each kiss was as sweet as honey and as light as a feather. The blonde thanked the universe for giving her this beautiful woman.