Well... I'm in a beauty salon which is owned by one of my dad's friends... I always wanted to have my hair dyed... but I never had time for that...
" Think about all of the things you always wanted to do but you didn't have the time or the courage to do them... Give yourself a break... do all those things..."
My dad's words come back to me...
So I'm here ... after having a long relaxing massage and a facial... I have been manicured and pedicured... and been waxed all over my body which was very embarrassing... now I'm here sitting next to my over enthusiastic father and he's choosing a hair color for me...
" Danny, what do you suggest? I think wine red or something in that tonnage will look good on her... what's your idea?"
I gape at him... he looks like he knows what he's talking about... how did he get this knowledgeable in this area is a subject I don't want to dwell on...
Talking about wine reminded me of a conversation I had not so much long ago with James...
" I can't believe you don't have any wine at your home! How can you not have any kind of drink here? Don't you get thirsty?"
I was running on the treadmill and listening to him nagging for the thousandth time and having me telling him that I don't drink alcohol... he makes me laugh all the time... he came to me because they had a fight and he didn't know what to do...
" I mean why does she want to change the things? I love our family like this. Just the four of us... she wants another kid and I don't understand why..."
I come down the treadmill and take the two kilos and start doing sit ups... it's always like this... he comes in the middle of my exercise and starts talking about his problems... I just listen to him without giving a slightest comment... he just talks and talks and talks... then when he's finished he asks me...
" what should I do?"
I pick up the bottle of water and drink it right from the bottle... he used to make fun of me for doing this but now he's get used to it...
" Tell me one thing... do you like your daughters?"
He looks at me offended...
" Of course... I adore my kids Anna... you know that!"
" Do you like your wife?"
He eyes me suspiciously and gives me a where-are-you-getting-at look and says
" Well you know that too!"
" So why don't you want to have another kid? You don't have any financial problems either! So what's your problem? What's bugging you?"
He looks at me and I know he's lost... I know something's off but I can't put a finger on it... I take a deep breath and stand up and make my way to the bathroom...
" Go and figure out what's changed? Why don't you want another kid!"
I come to an abrupt halt in mid way and turn around to face him... he eyes me quizzically...
" Isn't she pregnant? Maybe she's already pregnant and she just puts all this up to know where you are?!"
He gapes at me and weighs my assumption for a moment and then says
" No way! There's no way she could be pregnant!"
"Are you sure?"
" Oh believe me I am!"
" Well, back at you ! Go figure! I'm gonna have a shower. It won't take long! Maybe we can order pizza and watch football game, eh?"
He smiles at me and says
" sounds like a plan!"
" Okay then!"
My dad's touch brings me back to present time... he runs his fingers through my now nicely dyed and brushed hair and says
" Honey, you look beautiful! I'm so happy to see you like this. We're so going clubbing tonight."
I look at my reflection in the mirror and don't recognize the girl who's looking at me... her face is artfully been waxed and her eyebrows been plucked and she is wearing a very light and pretty makeup... she looks radiant... she looks like me…