Blue New Year - "In the weeks that ran true ... there are three Friday ... then there was ... there was ... once ... "-
Daisy smiled sadly. I remember the voice of his mother, always begins with the phrase that the tales told when he was still at home with her.
relatives and his father, when she asked where was the mother replied that she was an angel and who was next to God, "but Daisy knew that his mother was dead.
now almost seven months had passed since she had peeped into the room to see what happened to the mother. His innocent eyes had seen a face pale and haggard: the beauty that had previously so much admired in his mother that day was gone. She was in bed, thin and scared, did not even have the strength to speak. Daisy had watched in horror as the dying mother's body, hidden behind a corner to not be seen.
had been a moment, when the nurse opened the door to call his father and that he had waited REACHED. He held the door open just a little and saw his mother. A few hours later he was dead, and his father had gone to tell her that her mother had to go away, that would not come back for a while. But now she realized that she had gone away forever.
Now it was the last day of the year. His father was outside London for work, at least that was what he said. Since her mother had died at home was the bare minimum, always made business trips and she looked after a old aunt of his father.
that Christmas was cold and empty. Daisy had felt alone and abandoned in the large Victorian house. When he arrived on Christmas Eve, the mother gave her permission to stay awake until midnight to await the birth of baby Jesus, but that Eve was very different. The aunt was old and did not want to wait until midnight, his father was not there and she was sent to bed immediately after dinner.
Daisy had protested that it was no longer a child and wanted to wait as the other years the arrival of the little boy, but the aunt was adamant.
- You're still a child! - Said the aunt with bad grace - Do you think I have enough eleven years to be a lady? -
Daisy had resigned at the end of the evening meal had risen quickly to his room and waited awake at midnight, shedding bitter tears on the pillow.
Now it seemed that the New Year's Eve arrival should take place in the same way. His father had not returned either to the party and aunt did not seem to want to grant even to wait for the new year. Daisy
but this time he said nothing, and at the end of the evening meal as before (and like every night since her aunt lived in their house) rose from the table, bowed gracefully to the aunt and proceeded to climb room. Aunt Daisy smiled pleased and felt like it was a scream against real injustice to send her to her room that evening, but said nothing. He bowed his head and looked at the carpet that was under his feet, said good night to her aunt coldly and then left the dining room. While
struck up the stairs to go to her room tears streaming down his face white elf and it was then that she thought she heard a voice whisper in his ear: - "In the weeks that ran true ... there are three Friday ... then there was ... there ... there was a time ... "-
spun to his right, but there was no one beside her. Yet he was certain he had heard the voice of his mother to pronounce that sentence.
Over there, down the hall upstairs, there was the bedroom of his parents. Was closed for seven months and no one set foot, apart from the maids to clean once a week, and then was closed again. But that evening
Daisy had a great desire to go to take refuge in the room, hoping to feel even the presence of her mother and so, so be there without thinking, I walked slowly. With furtive gestures introduced there hoping not to have been seen by anyone. The curtains were closed percutaneous
unfiltered even the pale moonlight. The room was dark and Daisy was afraid for a moment, but then became force and pressed the switch. The white light pierced the artificial eyes that she covers with her hands for a moment then slowly lowered his arms and looked around. It all seemed so different now that her parents were not there: the environment was so cold, almost anonymous, and there was the personal touch of his mother, who by his mere presence could warm the heart of Daisy.
Daisy took a few steps to the toilet where low-trick when his mother had to go out. Slowly we moved the stool and dropped wearily, took the brush and stroked his hair absently, hoping to see her mother in the mirror in front of them. But she did not appear Daisy in the mirror and saw only the image of his pale face with eyes full of tears, those big eyes that everyone said that blacks were like those of his mother.
- "In the weeks that ran true ... there are three Friday ... then there was ... there ... there was a time ..." - that phrase again
!
was she who imagined it, or someone with his mother's voice whispered it to him? Daisy
Yet the feeling well, as if someone was behind her and addressing the sentence to make her understand something important. But what?
Daisy just could not understand. At that point The question was if he was going crazy! Drove that thought with a quick movement of the head, then he put the brush on the toilet and was about to get up off his stool when he remembered that in the drawer of the dressing mother kept her jewels. Daisy was not very vain, but my mother had a necklace that had a sapphire pendant, shaped like a straw that she liked so much. By now it was more than a year since I saw this gem and certainly would still be there in the drawer of the toilet.
Why not look into it?
After his mother was and she first saw him often!
He opened the drawer and immediately saw him. It was there, beautiful as always, brilliant cold light blue that dazzled and enraptured eyes and hearts of those who watched him.
Daisy smiled, serene smile after the first seven months of pale smile. With trembling hand he took the jewel from the drawer to see it better then, driven by a strange force that could not make out, put it in the neck and admired in the mirror.
- "In the weeks that ran true ... there are three Friday ... then there was ... there ... there was a time ..." -
Daisy gasped: still the one voice saying that phrase!
that phrase and only knew his mother, partly because the book where he had viewed the reported slightly different, so even if someone else had read it could not have known that the changes he had made his mother.
So how could he know that voice?
Daisy could not explain the strange mystery. Reflects once again the almost desperate search for a company, but the mirror showed her just her little face pale and pained. Daisy turned away from the mirror and taking his hands Sapphire smiled. His eyes admired the gem as if that was the first time I saw him.
Suddenly Sapphire began to shine. First it was a pale blue light, but gradually became more and more dazzling, to wrap it up almost completely. Daisy had
a moment of fear, but then, in the light she found the peace and serenity that she went to look in her mother's room and relaxed completely.
_ "The big dance hall for over a year was not used was now bathed in the light of two large crystal chandeliers. The pendants of the chandeliers touched by the light gleams sparkling, the music of a waltz in the hall was rampant and many couples danced in the middle of the room, on the song "Rose of the South" by Strauss.
Daisy was still the doorway of the hall, watching all that surprised flash of light and color. He looked around for some familiar face, but among those people there was Daisy remembered that no face: they were all people she had never seen in his life.
But who was that crowd? And what was he doing in his house?
Daisy looked down at her dress and ... WONDERFUL!
He had a beautiful blue dress, covered with small crystals that sparkled when the light hit them. The bodice was tight to the waist where a cascade of tulle and veils came down to her ankles. The sleeves of soft light blue veil stopped on the wrists of the little girl.
On her neck shone his mother's necklace in white gold with sapphire teardrop.
- Miss, I do not want to enter the hall? - The voice of one waiter who went to the salon collected.
- I? ... I can enter the show? - Asked surprised.
When there were dances his parents had never allowed to participate, perhaps because it was too small at that time.
- Sure it can! Indeed, it must enter ... this party is in his honor, Miss Daisy! Do not you remember? ... -
- What should I remember? - Daisy asked more and more surprise.
Suddenly the music stopped and all the guests turned towards her. Daisy blushed from the toes to the roots of hair. She lifted her face just in time to see the guests to open a corridor in the hall. At the bottom was a beautiful lady dressed in blue-haired silver that beckoned to join her. With uncertain steps
Daisy went to the lady approached more and more quickened his heart-beats, his hands were sweaty and sore throat.
What was happening in the living room of his house?
Who was all these people?
- Hello Daisy! - I greet the lady with silver hair - My name is Rose, is the willingness of the white rose on your balcony ... there are days that I hear you cry, I've heard and ask to see one of the New Year celebrations that organizing your mother ... and together with friends we thought we'd surprise you. In return you have to do something for us ... -
- I knew that behind all this was a trick ... I can not do anything for anyone ... -
- Do not worry, this is something you can do if you want it! In return you will have the most beautiful New Year's party you'll remember for years. -
Rose Daisy smiled and looked straight into his eyes, he wanted the little he trusted and left to another time distrust.
- From what I see, you are trying to do everything possible to make this home light ... but without my mother, who directs the festival, something important is missing ... its watchful presence! -
- I'm sorry, its presence can not let it get you ... I wish I could, but not me I can make it back to you ... and perhaps in the world there is nobody who can do this miracle. After all, she is always with you until you feel the. Will remain in your memories long as you want. -
- I guess you're right! Even at school the teachers tell me this ... - said Daisy.
- Why is it so. Life goes on, regardless. Even when we are convinced that nothing matters more to us, that always arises here is the survival instinct of man, and find something to hold on until the pain is softened by time. It will be the same for you. Now I feel very lonely and scared, look to the future with apprehension, but soon the time and expertise to help you grow and see things otherwise. But now there is no need to think about it, this evening will celebrate the last day of the year with joy, without fear or sadness. -
- And what do you expect it in return for all this light that surrounds my house? - Daisy asked fearfully.
- Nothing yet! Try to have fun and not worry about anything, later you will know everything! - Rose replied with a candid smile.
Daisy did not need to repeat twice, all he saw around him was joyful and radiant. She seemed to live in a dream, music, people, lights, everything was too good to be true.
Daisy danced to the tune of the most beautiful of the repertoire of Strauss waltzes, thinking of nothing, happier than it had been a long time. Then, suddenly, everything around her stopped. The music, the sparkle of lights, people dancing ... Everything was still as if they were pictures of a postcard.
- "In the weeks that ran true ... there are three Friday ... then there was ... there ... there was a time ..." - here comes that voice again, repeating that phrase.
was a woman's voice, but was not that of his mother. Daisy was able to understand that this time was the voice of another person. Clearly heard the words and tone of voice, though mild and sweet as his mother, was not that of its mother.
The white gold chain around her neck was broken and sapphire teardrop fell at his feet. At the time of the sapphire
touched the cold marble floor a light blue sprang from dazzling jewelry and invaded the room. A slender little figure began to take shape, seemed to come from within the sapphire and slowly expanded to become a beautiful woman. Long blue hair fall freely over her shoulders, a tight bodice blue bands, the upper body and a short skirt veil of the same color, which left nothing to the imagination, soft down on the thighs long and slender. His eyes were the same color of the sapphire that had fallen ground just before his lips were full and fresh as rose petals and attitudes in a radiant smile.
Daisy gasped to see the apparition. For the young girl's mind that could only be a fairy or something like that.
And in fact the woman gave her a look full of tenderness and said - Hello Daisy, how are you now? After the melancholy? -
- Yes! I went a little bit. This evening I enjoyed so much ... I do not remember when was the last time I felt so serene and happy! But who are you? How do you know my name? - Then realized that the woman's voice was similar to that he had heard just before the same voice that had said the sentence which began with the fairy tales her mother and continued, - Where did you hear that phrase? ... I do not I have ever seen in my house, so how do you know that phrase? -
- I call "Ethel" ... is that the sapphire was wearing your mother when you told the stories before going out ... I'm the queen of the sapphires and for many years I was forced to live only in the shape of a stone ... -
- Why? You've been punished for having done something wrong? - Daisy asked ingenuously.
- Indeed yes! I was too cold and detached, and the former queen told me that in order to earn the respect and obedience of my subjects I would have to show them that there was warmth in my heart, that I should be able to bring joy and warmth to a sad and lonely heart ... When your mother has inherited the necklace I was convinced that she should help her, but she was not so ... was already happy without my help, your father and he loved you, but then she got sick and he tacitly asked to take care of her child, who would be left alone without her. But you did not come get me, so I decided to call. The only way I know to lure me was the sentence that you said your mom when the stories began. I knew that phrase would lead you to me ... so I tried, I called you and you are arrived. You wanted a party New Year's similar to the ones who organized your mother and I have satisfied you. I seem to be really able to fill the void that was inside your heart. For a night you've forgotten your sadness and again laughed heartily as you do not happen for some time. And the fact that I could show you my look, well human, it means you're more calm now.
After this feast we will have no way of speaking, but know that I'll always be beside you and me there will also be the spirit of your mother, who left a bit 'self in the sapphire which now belongs to you. Take it to the neck and we'll always be always near. That necklace is yours, just as once belonged to your mother. Bring with you and you will not feel alone anymore. -
"Ethel," she smiled, then put her beautiful lips on his forehead and kissed Daisy.
- "Just as it did when my mom gave me good night." - He thought Daisy. _
The door of his parents' room opened. Daisy barely noticed the tall figure of his father who approached her.
- Daisy, darling! What are you doing here all alone in the cold? I arrived about an hour and I hurried to come to your room to say hello, I thought you were sleeping peacefully, her aunt had told me last night up in a room with six little face a sad and dejected. And I had come to tell you that I managed to break free by the commitments and I flew here from you to pass along this New Year ... But when I came into your room I saw the bed is still intact, and I am concerned, I feared that something had happened to you. We're calling for more than half an hour. But you do not answer ... -
- Dad, are you really you? I'm not dreaming? You're home? -
- Yes, my darling! I myself and I'm with you! ... But what you have in your hands? - Daisy
slowly opened his hand and found the necklace of her mother. The sapphire shining, seemed to say "Remember what I told you! Take me with you, and you'll never be alone!"
- Your mom loved that necklace, she always wore around his neck. Sometimes I I thought the jewelry I had given her did not like at all, because he was always the necklace around his neck ... If you care you can keep it! Now you're a young lady, I think you'll be able to keep it with you without losing ... -
- Can I really keep it? You do not mind if you see me in the neck? - Daisy asked in a faint voice.
- Quiet! Sure, sometimes I may seem strange to see her on top of you, but if you care you can keep it. I am sure that Mom would want. - Said his father, looking into her eyes.
He was smiling. Daisy had not seen him smile since his mother was ill, and was now smiling.
Daisy threw herself into the arms of his father and held him tight. He was really happy that he had returned home to celebrate the New Year with her. In those months she had feared that he loved her at all, he wanted to get rid of her ... but his dad was there. With her.
- Slightly, but you spent the night here in the cold? How did you come to think of us like a joke? For a moment I thought I ran away and have you lost forever. You made me really worry! The last half hour I felt lost. Without my children what to do? Do not do it again! -
- Yes, daddy! I'm sorry, but last night I really felt so alone ... and then I heard a voice that told me ... -
- " In the weeks that ran true ... there are three Friday ... then there was ... there ... there was a time ... "- Massimo Spada
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