Dear readers, I want to clarify that if these stories take place both Boston as LA, is for the reason that Sam and Diane are currently living between the two cities, ... do not want to return to you crazy. Hope you like.
First chapter . "Troubles".
Boston, Logan International Airport . When you get to a place after a trip , there is nothing like being greeted by a friendly and familiar face. This is what happened to Sam , Samuel and Diana when they arrived to Boston from LA . They would with their suitcases on one of those carts that are in airports, when suddenly they heard a familiar voice calling them .
Samuel ! Messrs. Malone ! Frederick shouted to get their attention .
-Hi Fred ! What's up buddy! - Samuel greeted effusively .
-Hey , boy ! How are your parents ? - greeted Sam .
- It was nice of you to come and meet us. -Diane thanked .
-It isn´t important !- Frederick said politely looking at Diane.- Always a pleasure to serve a beautiful lady and her gentlemen. Later, he kissed her hand gently.
- Hey son. I don´t know that your friend wants to say, but tell him that drop my girl´s hand or I might slap his mouth, - Sam joked- . Everyone laughed .
- Well , let's go to the parking , 'said Frederick- By the way , Sam. When you can, My father told that you go to ' Cheers' . He insisted he wants to talk to you .
- Okay . With pleasure , 'said Sam .
After a while, they were in maiden Diane´s flat, now the apartment of Sam and Diane . It was good to be again at home ! .
- I didn´t want to be a busybody in your affairs ,- Frederick began to say - but I have a question to ask , if I may... that brings you to Boston?
- Well, you see - he began to explain Diane- As you know, Samuel will be installed in an apartment with Jessie , and I would like to see how they'll be . On the other hand I want to see my mother . She is older,and I don´t see her since Christmas ...
- And -said Sam - I want to see my father and see how goes Cheers and my business partner.
- Well,I´m glad. Always nice to have you here, -said Frederick- Welcome to your home !
Diane thanked much courtesy and kindness and made a slight bow. -"Finally someone who appreciates good manners! - Frederick thought.
-I don´t want abusing your kindness -said Samuel- but I'd like to come to my apartment. I think Jessie is waiting for me with a surprise dinner .
- But don´t you are staying with us? -Diane asked disappointed- .
- Mom ... I ... You'll see ...
- Let him ,Diane -said Sam to help his son-.
- Yes, well... I have something to talk privately with him -said Frederick-
Diane had nothing to do, just to give up and to let him go - At least, call me when you get home, -she told her son with discouragement, giving him a loving kiss in his cheek.
-I will, Mom! -Samuel said quickly- Bye mom!, Goodbye dad!
Once in the car, Frederick and Samuel are talking .
- Tell me, what did you want to tell me?- Samuel asked .
- Well, First...-Frederick said as he handed a flash drive - Behold the notes of all kinds that you missed while you were in LA. I went to your faculty and I asked some of yours partners.
-You are amazing ! Thank you ! - Samuel did not expect that, -Now tell me what did you want to tell me before ?-. At that moment he saw his friend's face darkened while driving his sleek BMW 3 series .
- It´s Tracy- Frederick said almost in a whisper .
- What's wrong ? -Samuel asked scared- .
- No. .. Nothing ... The thing is ... We are bad lately. We are realizing that we have very little in common. Also, she doesn´t get along very well with my mother, you know that my mother is very controller.
Samuel was silent before he continued.
- But, Tracy and you make a good couple and love each other...?
- No, Samuel, I think not. I see coldness and lack of passion in her. But I cannot blame her anything, because I'm not exactly Casanova -Frederick explained.-
- Do you want that I´ll talk to her? -Samuel asked-.
- I do not know what I want... By the way, we are here. -Frederick told him-.
- do you want to take a drink? - offered Samuel-
- No, thank you. It would not be a good company right now. Also, remember: Dinner for two ... Three's a crowd ...
Samuel got out the car and Frederick said goodbye to Samuel into his dark blue BMW.
Sam came downstairs access 'Cheers'. His heart beat fast. "Cheers" always would be his special place ... Entering he saw many familiar faces looking to him, smiling, but he might confess other people had not seen them in life. At that time, behind the bar, someone known emerged. -Sam! What a joy to see you here !
-Woody ! I haven´t seen you when I entered.
- Sure, because I was there behind the bar tying my shoelaces . How you might see me ?, Oh, Sam! I see you have not changed anything. Ha ha ha! -Woody laughed- .
- Neither you Woody, -Sam said resignedly- .
- Wait ..!,. Carla ! ... - Woody called her -.
-What's up, redneck ... ! Hey! Sam! Are you ? - Carla waved from the billiard room . Carla was approximated to Sam to embrace him.
-Hi Carla ! How about your sons? Sam asked .
- Will my sons ? Yes , clear as if you mattered... I believe there are more important things on the face of the earth , -'said Carla sarcastically-, better go to the office. Frasier has asked for you several times this afternoon.
- You know what happens? - inquired Sam .
-Maybe... but it is better you talk to him, -'said Carla evading a direct answer.-
Sam went to his former office . When he entered , thousands of memories were crowded into his mind, until a familiar voice from behind the desk , put his feet on the ground.
-Hi, Sam! Finally! -Frasier said- .
-Hello Frasier ! How are you? And Lilith ? - greeted Sam .
- All is well ... -Frasier replied- 'But I wanted to say something, if you could help me .
- Say me, -'asked Sam with some curiosity- .
- It is about Cliff, - his mother died a month ago, after a long illness, he was all the time beside her, looking after her night and day. Since his retirement, he was devoted to sightseeing, especially in Florida. But when the hospital told him that her mother was hospitalized, he came immediately and always was beside her. Norm was almost every evening to see Cliff and his mother. But in the afternoon of the day she died, Cliff and her had a great fight, I don´t know the reason, but... The death of that poor woman, the intense relation that they kept , the guilt of him, and , perhaps, the denial of this painful reality, was the perfect cocktail and Cliff went to pieces.
-Poor Cliff ! I didn´t know it! - Sam felt sorrow for his friend, the postman.
-Yes, poor Cliff ! -Frasier repeated- But the problematic for us was coming now: If you saw him now, you wouldn´t recognize him . He has changed . It has become violent, sullen , aggressive; hardly talks to anyone ...
- Cliff? Come on ! Don´t tease me ! - Sam was astonished - we're talking about Cliff ...
-Yes , I know! But you can ask people here if you want. Carla doesn't spend jokes with him now, for genuine fear- Frasier saw the growing disbelief in the face of Sam - Yes , Sam! ...And... I've already stopped several fights in this bar, with the help of Norm and Woody, in which he was involved. Without going any further , a couple of nights ago, a fight took place from Cliff with another guy here, with such bad luck that his opponent was unconscious and badly injured ... I struggled to convince the police not to decommission the bar and not take Cliff arrested . I´m sorry , Sam ... I know it's an old customer ... a good friend ... but if he keeps coming over to drink and cause troubles , they can close the bar, denounce or worse.
- I see, ' said Sam .
Now Sam had it all clear . It was really a dilemma. He could feel the hopelessness and helplessness of his friend and partner.
- Have you talked to him? - said Sam - You are psychologist.
- Do you think I have not tried ?- Frasier said desperately- But he doesn´t let me help him. Just let Norm approaching him sometimes, sit together at a secluded table or in the billiard room , and they spend the evening drinking beer. Maybe you , if you could talk to him ...
At that point, the conversation between the two was interrupted by the roar of the people who were in the bar.
-Noooorm !