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staring at me for a moment, with his cryptic gaze.
    I was still confused about him.
    “ A little bit…” I turned around without looking at him and walked away.
    I couldn ’t continue our conversation and even more looking into his eyes.
     
     
     

    CHAPTER 20
     
     
     
    I hosted a dinner for my two school friends, Mirta and Eros.
    My mother wished to know them.
     
    Eros was the first one to come.
    I went to the front door to welcome him. I cared about doing my hair before opening the door for him.
    “ Get in!” I told him.
    “ Thanks.” He looked tense.
    We were going to the living room and my mother was on foot, observing us.
    “ Mother, this is Eros.” I said, nervously.
    They stared at each other.
    “ Hi” she first said.
    “ How are you ma’am?” he asked.
    My mother looked at Eros; her eyes seemed the most vigilant ever.
    “ Sit down” my mother gently asked.
    Eros sat on the sofa and my mother sat on the chair next to the couch.
    And then I went again to the front door to receive Mirta.
    I barely opened the door and she walked in, as if she was family member.
    “ Where is your mother?” she asked, looking at the decoration house.
    “ There.” I pointed a finger at my mother.
    Mirta glanced at Eros, with his backs to us while he was sitting on the sofa.
    “ Why didn’t you tell me he would come? I would have dressed the most appropriate clothes.” She whispered in my ear.
    I looked at her from top to toe and perceived her clothes. Mirta was wearing a miniskirt, her legs were exposed.
    Her clothing was like an invitation to any man to travel through them and even Eros.
    We finally went to the living room.
    “Ma’am, are you Valkyrie’s mother? You’re so young!” Mirta said this before I had introduced her to my mother.
    “ How are you? My daughter talked very well about you!” she said and stood up.
    “ I am fine.” she answered with a smile.
    And then she stared at Eros, who was still sitting on the sofa and he seemed nothing satisfied.
    “ Hi, Eros!” she said and smiled at everyone.
    “ Hi!” he said, seriously.
    At first I didn’t notice him staring at Mirta’s legs and that had been a relief inside me.
     
    We sat on our chairs at the dining-table when dinner was ready.
    My mother sat at the heads of the table. Mirta sat by my side and Eros took a seat in front of me.
    “ Who are your parents, Eros?” my mother asked after she placed the food on the dining-table.
    “ My parents… don’t live in this town.” he responded, quietly.
    “ What about your parents, Mirta?” she continued, looking at Mirta.
    “ My father is a lawyer and my mother is a housewife.” Mirta he said proudly.
    “ Mother, we’d better eat.” I said.
    We all had dinner quietly.
    Later my mother brought the dessert.
     
    ***
     
    After dinner, we went back to the living room. We sat on the couch and talked about the town and about school, too.
    Unexpectedly, we heard the sound of a horn.
    Mirta skipped quickly and rose from the couch.
    Eros’ look stopped on her legs.
    I felt afflicted as I was jealous because I knew his eyes were focused on something else, that is, a wonderful pair of legs.
    “ It’s my father, he came to fetch me!” she said.
     
    I walked Mirta to the front door, after she said to everyone:
     
    “Have a good night.”
     
     
    ***
     
    Then I came back to the living room and Eros was talking to my mother. He had the intention to leave, too. I stood near him.
    “ Good night!” Eros said, distantly.
    My mother touched his cold hand and looked into his eyes. She shivered and got a strange feeling.
    “ Good night!” she said, stunned.
    I walked Eros towards the front yard while we walked together.
    “ You are leaving so soon.” I said, outraged.
    “ It’s late.” He glanced at me for a moment. “I’m going to bed early.”
    “ Did you like dinner?”
    “ Yes” he nodded.
    “ Have you liked my mother?”
    “ I think you should ask her that.” His voice was