CHAPTER ONE - Goodbye, New York!
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"You have no idea how proud I am of you!"
Her big, brown eyes stare at me and a faint smile tries to make room on her thin, cracked lips, given a colorless sheen. I'm looking at her sadly and I bite my lip, only to stop a few tears, which I already feel in the corner of my eyes. She steps over to me and then wraps her arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a stifling hug. I answer her immediately, wrapping my arms around her frail body.
"I will miss you so much, Leo!" she say with a sigh and I can feel her fingers clench in my jacket.
I smile when I hear her, but I don't answer in that moment and after a few minutes since my mother refuse to let me out of her arms, she slowly walks away from me. I see her trying to smile, probably because she want me not to worry, but the tears that formed in her eyes are simply impossible to ignore.
However, I wish I hadn't noticed them because it's too hard to refrain my tears.
"I'll miss you too!" I say after some time.
"Hello, passengers! This is a boarding announcement for flight 45A to Seattle. We ask all passengers with this destination to start boarding now. Don't forget to prepare your ticket and ID card. Thank you!"
A female voice that is heard throughout the airport, repeating the same announcement several times, makes me suddenly tense my shoulders and step two steps back, enough to catch the handle of my troller.
"Well, come on, go before I change my mind and take you back home." Sarah chuckled bringing a faint smile to my face.
"I'll call you when I get there" I tell her. "As far as I know you, if I don't call you, I'm sure you'd be able to take the first flight to Seattle and check to see if I'm not dead under a bridge or something"
"Well, you'd better do it!" she threaten me with her finger. "And be careful on what you'll do there, I don't want to hear that you stay with thugs or that you started to taking drugs" she adds adopting a slightly too serious look.
"I promise I'll be good!" I raise my hands in surrender, then I put my guitar case on my shoulder.
The woman smiles warmly at me, tilting her head slightly to one side and letting a faint sigh slip through her lips.
She's protective.
Far too protective sometimes, but I don't mind this aspect, because I know that, although she is only my adoptive mother, she loves me unconditionally. She always took care of me and tried hard to give me absolutely everything I needed and for that I'll be grateful all my life.
As for my real parents ... I still don't know what happened to them or rather, why they abandoned me as a child, but I don't want to know anything about them either. I don't want anything from them. Maybe just some answers, but nothing else.
I will never forgive them for what they did to me. I just hate that people and I really don't care if they live or not. They abandoned me like a garbage and left me in an orphanage and my only luck was the woman who is in front of me, she adopted me, raised me and gave me absolutely all the parental love I needed.
I greet Sarah one last time and then I turn on my heel, heading for the indicated gate. I leave the troller on the conveyor tape, as well the guitar, and I move on. I offer my ticket and ID card, then I am allowed to get on the plane and take my seat.
Goodbye, New York!
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