When I got home I saw her standing by the door and the smile on my face was immediately present. Merle was healing my wounds, wounds of which only she knew the depth when our souls danced eagerly to discover the least bit of the other
-Prepare your things girl we must move now, the case will end tomorrow but right now we have to move, help us with a few boxes put all the disorder in the living room and bedroom of your fiancée.
She stared at the old man and crossed her arms at his petulant request.
-Merle .....
My voice was pleading and she understood everything; just looking at the expression on my face and the tone of my voice were the correct codes for both of us.
She quickly went up to the room with a few boxes to start the day's work, getting lost in the chaos of the rooms and leaving me again with the old man and the not-so-little Lili.
