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Fra Martino Campanaro

Someday, Someway

In the sleek, modern environment of a consulting firm's office, Lorraine Martino and Gabriel Han embark on their first day, each bringing their own backgrounds and expectations. Lorraine, carrying the weight of her mother’s celebrity and her parents' complex separation, maintains a composed and distant demeanor. Gabriel, new to the corporate world and adjusting to the polished, impersonal environment, struggles with his nerves but exudes a warm, genuine presence. As they navigate the initial orientation, Lorraine and Gabriel’s paths cross. Their first interaction is marked by a mutual curiosity—Gabriel is intrigued by Lorraine's composed yet distant demeanor, while Lorraine finds Gabriel’s honesty and grounded nature refreshing amidst the typical corporate facade. Their brief conversation reveals their personal struggles and backgrounds, fostering a subtle but significant connection. In the office kitchen, their conversation deepens, providing a glimpse into their personal lives. Gabriel’s straightforwardness about his unfamiliarity with the corporate world contrasts with Lorraine’s guardedness about her complicated family background. Despite their differences, they find common ground in their shared experience of navigating challenging personal histories. As the day progresses, both Lorraine and Gabriel reflect on their encounter, sensing that their initial impressions are just the beginning of a more complex and evolving relationship. Their interaction hints at future developments and mutual discoveries, setting the stage for a deeper exploration of their individual journeys and how their paths might intertwine in the professional and personal spheres.
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sons and lovers

I wait," Mrs. Morel said to herself–"I wait, and what I wait for can never come." Then she straightened the kitchen, lit the lamp, mended the fire, looked out the washing for the next day, and put it to soak. After which she sat down to her sewing. Through the long hours her needle flashed regularly through the stuff. Occasionally she sighed, moving to relieve herself. And all the time she was thinking how to make the most of what she had, for the children's sakes. At half-past eleven her husband came. His cheeks were very red and very shiny above his black moustache. His head nodded slightly. He was pleased with himself. "Oh! Oh! waitin' for me, lass? I've bin 'elpin' Anthony, an' what's think he's gen me? Nowt b'r a lousy hae'fcrown, an' that's ivry penny–" "He thinks you've made the rest up in beer," she said shortly. "An' I 'aven't–that I 'aven't. You b'lieve me, I've 'ad very little this day, I have an' all." His voice went tender. "Here, an' I browt thee a bit o' brandysnap, an' a cocoanut for th' children." He laid the gingerbread and the cocoanut, a hairy object, on the table. "Nay, tha niver said thankyer for nowt i' thy life, did ter?" As a compromise, she picked up the cocoanut and shook it, to see if it had any milk. "It's a good 'un, you may back yer life o' that. I got it fra' Bill Hodgkisson. 'Bill,' I says, 'tha non wants them three nuts, does ter? Arena ter for gi'ein' me one for my bit of a lad an' wench?' 'I ham, Walter, my lad,' 'e says; 'ta'e which on 'em ter's a mind.' An' so I took one, an' thanked 'im. I didn't like ter shake it afore 'is eyes, but 'e says, 'Tha'd better ma'e sure it's a good un, Walt.' An' so, yer see, I knowed it was. He's a nice chap, is Bill Hodgkisson, 'e's a nice chap!"
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