flight plan within the next 4 hours. If I do not send back an e-mail response, just keep resending until I do. The cell ular towers are not very good down here.” I know that Henry, Livi’s dad is this very well-connected retired State Attorney General. He will be on a flight first thing in the morning. Henry says a quick final word as he normally does and the phone goes silent. I put my phone down in my lap and Rosalie looks over to me with such caring eyes.
“Very good, her father is coming down to make sure you save what you have grown all these years.” I laugh, knowing that Rosalie means the best.
“His woman of almost thirty years dumped him for being too family oriented. She waited for him for so long and to break the tie now. Henry will not have her to grow old with. I feel for her, I really do. She was a really nice lady to help this man raise his children after his wife passed away in a car crash. You would feel or think she knew him and how he is always going to be there for his kids.” I trailed off. Rosalie only nodded since she already internally knew the pain too well herself. I do not know too much about Rosalie, but she seemed to have taken to Livi and her family.
“I feel sad for him too, for them both,” she sighed.
We drove the rest o f the way in silence until we draw closer to the city. We stopped at the bank so I could exchange some money then off to the market. Rosalie is laying down ground rules while driving over to the market. As to where to meet if I get lost from her and areas to stay away from if we do get separated. I pretty much knew I was going to stick to her like glue since I do not know the language. Rosalie parallel parks that big box truck on a side road like a professional driver. She locks up the truck and we start walking. We turn the corner and I see the market. It reminds me of the Paterson Farmers Market that my mom would drag me to all the time as a kid and smelled quite the same too, that sour milk and rotting fruit smell.
I followed Rosalie into a packaged foods store which also sold pasta. As Rosalie is waiting for her order to be rolled out, I start to gather my ingredients for my dinner. I find almost everything I need including foil pans. I go to check out and the man rings up everything. He speaks to me in Spanish and I call over to Rosalie for help. She swings her long pony tail over her shoulder laughing as she walks over to help me settle my bill. “Ryan, maybe you should be purchasing a program to learn the language. Give him those two bills,” she points to my money. I smile and hand the money to the man. Rosalie speaks to him in Spanish and they are laughing. I know that they are laughing at me. I should download a program to learn Spanish. Rosalie is right about that fact if I plan on living here. The long flat cart comes out of the back. Rosalie gestures to the door as I push the cart down the street back to the truck. We load the truck and return the cart. We hit a few other places and I find almost everything that I want. Rosalie turns to me, “What else do you need?”
“I would like to purchase a coffee maker like I had at home that grinds the beans and brews the coffee, a Grind and Brew,” I say with doubt of finding one.
“I know just the place to get one of those and you will also need little creamers and beans,” she smiles. I follow her into an appliance store and I see many things I would like to purchase. I buy the coffee maker and internet Wi-Fi signal booster. “Any other items that you need?” Rosalie asks.
“Yes, liquor store,” I respond.
Rosalie grimaces turning to me, “That is an insult. Is my liquor not good enough for you?”
“No, I mean yes. I just want to get a few bottles of some amazing red dry wines for Livi. She loves a good spicy red with her Italian food,” I smile back at Rosalie.
“What is wrong with my red wine?” she states again. “Rosalie that is cheap stuff you sell. I bet you Livi does
“Very good, her father is coming down to make sure you save what you have grown all these years.” I laugh, knowing that Rosalie means the best.
“His woman of almost thirty years dumped him for being too family oriented. She waited for him for so long and to break the tie now. Henry will not have her to grow old with. I feel for her, I really do. She was a really nice lady to help this man raise his children after his wife passed away in a car crash. You would feel or think she knew him and how he is always going to be there for his kids.” I trailed off. Rosalie only nodded since she already internally knew the pain too well herself. I do not know too much about Rosalie, but she seemed to have taken to Livi and her family.
“I feel sad for him too, for them both,” she sighed.
We drove the rest o f the way in silence until we draw closer to the city. We stopped at the bank so I could exchange some money then off to the market. Rosalie is laying down ground rules while driving over to the market. As to where to meet if I get lost from her and areas to stay away from if we do get separated. I pretty much knew I was going to stick to her like glue since I do not know the language. Rosalie parallel parks that big box truck on a side road like a professional driver. She locks up the truck and we start walking. We turn the corner and I see the market. It reminds me of the Paterson Farmers Market that my mom would drag me to all the time as a kid and smelled quite the same too, that sour milk and rotting fruit smell.
I followed Rosalie into a packaged foods store which also sold pasta. As Rosalie is waiting for her order to be rolled out, I start to gather my ingredients for my dinner. I find almost everything I need including foil pans. I go to check out and the man rings up everything. He speaks to me in Spanish and I call over to Rosalie for help. She swings her long pony tail over her shoulder laughing as she walks over to help me settle my bill. “Ryan, maybe you should be purchasing a program to learn the language. Give him those two bills,” she points to my money. I smile and hand the money to the man. Rosalie speaks to him in Spanish and they are laughing. I know that they are laughing at me. I should download a program to learn Spanish. Rosalie is right about that fact if I plan on living here. The long flat cart comes out of the back. Rosalie gestures to the door as I push the cart down the street back to the truck. We load the truck and return the cart. We hit a few other places and I find almost everything that I want. Rosalie turns to me, “What else do you need?”
“I would like to purchase a coffee maker like I had at home that grinds the beans and brews the coffee, a Grind and Brew,” I say with doubt of finding one.
“I know just the place to get one of those and you will also need little creamers and beans,” she smiles. I follow her into an appliance store and I see many things I would like to purchase. I buy the coffee maker and internet Wi-Fi signal booster. “Any other items that you need?” Rosalie asks.
“Yes, liquor store,” I respond.
Rosalie grimaces turning to me, “That is an insult. Is my liquor not good enough for you?”
“No, I mean yes. I just want to get a few bottles of some amazing red dry wines for Livi. She loves a good spicy red with her Italian food,” I smile back at Rosalie.
“What is wrong with my red wine?” she states again. “Rosalie that is cheap stuff you sell. I bet you Livi does
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