To be honnest, it was not my intention to translate that three-shot but someone who probably recognize him/herself wanted I share this story in english. Well, I listen to my readers^^. Enjoy.
Our best friends sat in their respective places in the precinct, one was drinking a coffee, of course it was for our junk caffeine Jane, and a green tea for Maura.
"Do you want some?" The legist said, showing the cardboard cup of her tea. Her colleague winced, sniffing the steam that was escaping, it was as if she was breathing cut grass mixed with hot water. She imitated the action of her friend by beating her long black eyelashes.
"Do you want some my dear?"
"It's powerful in taste. I would lose all the flavor of tea that is more delicate and subtle. "
"And I should rinse my mouth with three other coffees to lose the subtle and delicate flavor of your precious tea. I will be the big loser in this story. Do not you think of my poor little heart Maur? Also, did not you say that you liked intense and powerful aromas? Coffee meets these criteria of yours." The brunette moaned in her husky and sensual voice, she even made her eyebrows dance.
"You are impossible!"
"I know!" the Italian stuck out her tongue as Isles shook her head.
The two friends were interrupted in their moment of joke, when the noisy and breathless Angela joined the table with many running bags in hand.
"Hello girls, are you, all right?" The matriarch inquired, she seemed breathless.
"Hello Angela. We are very well and you? You seem very exhausted." Maura answered, removing her purse from a stool, to give Angela access who sat down and drank her daughter's coffee in one long sip. The young Rizzoli gaped and rolled her eyes. Of course, why people always steal her food, and not some of her best friend, easy to know ... and she immediately ordered another one of her favorite drink.
"Yes, it is always exhausting when we have to feed many Italian hungry mouths for Christmas. Shopping, crowds at supermarkets, fights, and finally pain in my poor back. I have the impression of feeding willing goose. "
Thanks for the geese ... Jane mumbled, she was visibly upset at this comparison, but whose fault? She wanted to add. But she changed her mind. To provoke an argument with now that the stressful mama during preparations for the meals of Christmas, would simply be suicide, and she still wanted to live. There was soon an important basketball game.
" Oh my God! Ma! You took for a regiment. Already last year we could not put everything on the table, or even close our pants at midnight. I even sweated meat, I never took so many kilos in one evening, even in a year, I did not take as much." The detective said, she picked up a bag with difficulty, and laid it down on the table, which was about to crumble to weight. And the brunette let out an 'oh' ... seeing three huge turkeys, two ducks. And she had seen only one bag, but the rest was already scary. She already had a crisis of indigestion in seeing them thus, the worst was the pleading look of this poor duck. She almost felt herself having the extra pounds after the holidays. The brunette even touched her belly with a pout, she needed to start jogging, in addition to her gym sessions. And a diet ... oh no, she could not bear not eating pizza and drinking beer ...
"Jane, if you have enzymatic problems, that is an exceptional disease, you can have trimethylaminuria, a metabolic disease characterized by a strong body odor like rotten fish and not meat. These diseases are related to the type of food that is absorbed. Most body odor problems are related to genetic diseases. Apart from certain foods like garlic, onion, curry ..., body odor has a genetic origin. But I did not notice that smell when we were together, but I will pay more attention to the future." The tomboy boy nervously giggled when her colleagues watched her closely. Maura always knew how to put her in the spotlight.
"You've heard that Ma, do not put too much onion in the dishes, I'll smell like a rotten fish, and I'll have trimming because of you. "
"Trimethylaminuria," the chestnut rectified with a small smile.
"Would you like to spend the holidays with us Maura?" The older Rizzoli girl suggested, Jane just laughed aloud at this absurd proposal, even bending over in half as her mother glared at her.
"What? Did I say something fun?" The divorced woman angrily retorted, her daughter swallowed and shook her head down, like a little girl who had just been reprimanded.
"Not at all, I just thought of a fun joke that Korasak told me earlier, that's all." The brunette grinned, congratulating herself on her fertile imagination, but especially she was fast.
"Which? " The scientist questioned who did not understand that Jane had just lied to her mother, and she felt as if she was away from the group as in her childhood.
"Maura! You do not help! It's not important now." The brunette whispered, while her friend still did not understand.
"I do not help you in what? Do you need my help? Why?" The Italian slapped her hand on her forehead, totally defeated. She had to learn things from life to her friend ...
" It does not matter. My daughter is simply ungrateful with her mother who- "
"Yes, yes, yes, we all know what you are going to say, who for long months of suffering carried in her belly, and to give birth to this world was a torture. And then you had stretch marks, and excessive weight. I already know you want me to feel guilty! And I'm not the only one! You had two other children! Do you remember Frankie and Tommy?" The tired detective added, sometimes it was Angela who was to be more sociable than Maura.
"Yes, but your brothers are not as insupportable as you. I experienced suffering during the following years, and your adolescence ... I do not prefer to think about it anymore ... "
"I'm sorry Angela, but I'm going to spend the holidays with my parents." Isles felt that it was better to interrupt this battle.
"You can -"
"No Ma, the Isles are not going to spend the evening with us. " The brunette snapped, she already knew it would be a bad idea. The two families had nothing in common, and then she knew that her best friend was happy this year to spend time with her two parents, who normally did not celebrate Christmas because they did not see the interest, not being Christian. Nevertheless, this year was an exception to the rule. She had even heard her best friend singing Christmas carols, although the lyrics were not accurate. But the intention was there, it was contagious her good mood. She was not going to let her mother ruin everything.
"Why? What do they have our parties?" Jane regretted her big mouth, she had so many words to describe their moments: noisy, embarrassing, lively, ...
"Nothing, it's just that we do not have the same vision of parties, and then they've probably planned something special to do, is not it Maur? "
"Yes, father booked in a big four-star restaurant, then after, we go to the opera." What confirmed the detective's thoughts, the two families came from two different backgrounds, and so did not have the same perception of Christmas. She did not see herself going to an expensive culinary restaurant, to eat almost nothing on her plate. Hungry, she should sleep while listening to an opera as a background sound.
"But if you're done, you can always come to see us." Behind the mother, her daughter made a big gesture to her best friend that she should not…no, never accept this idea. It was not good at all. Angela, who felt the movement, abruptly turned around, as her daughter looked around and shook her hand in the air, saying, "Damn that fly is unbearable."
"Yes, it'll be great! Come Maura, there is Uncle Ernesto is going to have his smelling moments of flatulence. Or my Aunt Maria, who is only insulting her unfaithful husband ... my cousin Carlos, he is moving the fat of his belly into an exotic dance ... quite peculiar ... he even draws eyes and a mouth ... " the fan of the Red Sox ironically retorted.
"And you, with your burping contests with your cousins; of course, you are the big winner." Angela scoled.
"It's only happened once! I did not do it on purpose! I had unfortunately drunk some coke and I should not have with all the foods you put on my plate! " The brunette hissed and then she was often drunk when it happened. Maura wrinkled her nose, no, she did not see her family mix with the Rizzoli. Especially on the side of his father who was very strict.
"Maybe next time Angela. Thanks for your invitation. " The chestnut-haired beauty ended politely the conversation while the mother and daughter were fighting like cats and dogs. Isles really envied this family as well as their special relationship.