Part 3

"I had that crazy dream again last night" whispered Daniel to Isabel's ear. "Remember that one of the angel and the chocolate smell? But this time you were in it"

"Yes, you had 3 times now" She knew this meant something. But she was just too comfortable in his arms to think about the meaning of dreams and angels.

"How did you like it?" asked Daniel smelling her hair.

"It was OK. I just wish they didn't fight so bad in front of people. I was a little embarrassed there for a minute. Do you think they will get back together someday?" She was looking into his eyes, but even when they were looking at hers, he wasn't paying attention. Then that smirk she loved so much appeared.

"Sure"

"Why are you so sure?" She didn't know why, but his voice calm her down.

"They always do. I've known him since we were in the 7th grade. Remember when you moved for 2 years and then came back?"

"Yes. Those were fun times. It was before my mom went crazy and got so protective"

A smile in his face. "I don't think she was the one who went crazy"

"Stop it" punched him lightly in the shoulder.

"That's when his family moved into the city. I've known him since then because we used to sit together in Spanish class"

"Oh yeah. I met him afterwards, but it still looks like this time its for real"

They had spent the afternoon with Alfonso and Shully. First they went to the movies and then for some coffee. In theory, it was a support to be a perfect Saturday morning.

"Do you want me to take you home?", asked Daniel getting up the bed and going to the refrigerator for something to eat. Isabel didn't answer, but Daniel didn't notice. He kept talking.

"So, how did you get here? Did your Dad drive you or did you take the bus", asked from inside the refrigerator and smelling the inside of a half empty mayonnaise jar.

"I told my Dad I was going to be with friends working on a group project for the psychology class. I asked him to take me to Gabriela's, but once there I told her what was going on. We stayed there for about 20 minutes and then I took the subway here. I think she stayed at home"

"So you lied again, eh?" asked Daniel. "How many times do I have to tell you not to do it?"

"Its just that if I had told him I was coming here with you, he would have told my mom and she would had made such a mess. You know how she is", replied Isabel looking out the window into the big patio outside the apartment.

The apartment was in the second floor, in the patio were four kids playing soccer. Isabel could see them clearly from above and saw how one kid kicked the ball and scored. But the ball hit the gate of the patio and made a loud noise. After that, one of the neighbors came out and started to yell at the kids.

"Why is he so mean? They are just playing", asked Isabel at loud.

"Who?"

"Your neighbor. The one in apartment 1, I think. The fat one"

"Is he wearing an A-shirt and he's hairy shoulders?"

"Yes"

"His wife cheated on him some years ago. He found out about it and threw her out. He said that if he ever caught the guy, he was going to kill him"

"And how do you know all that?" asked looking at him opening the mayonnaise jar and eating from it with a spoon.

He smiled. "You know everything about everyone here" After a big pause he added, “What do you want to do today, my lady?” walking up to her, and grabbing her by the waist.

“Anything will be fun as long as we are together”

“Did you bring your books?” asked Daniel. He hadn’t noticed she brought her back pack, but now that he saw it in the bed he was curious.

“Yes, my Dad wouldn’t have believed me I was going to work in a school project if I hadn’t bring it”

“I like how you always think of every little detail” said letting go from her and opening the back pack. After browsing through the pages, he added, “You know, since you’re here and we’re not really doing anything, you probably should do your homework Little Missy”

“Do I have to?” Isabel pouted

“Yes Little Missy. You need to graduate and become the greatest psychiatrist ever” He opened the book and put in the table “And once you do that , you’re gonna come and fix all the crazy people around you, starting with me” Took a pencil out one of the back pack’s pockets and grabbing her arm sat her in the table in front of the book.

“Mmm. Ok, but you know...this is not the right book”

To be continued in Part 4