So there you go on to chapter 11 OH! one more quickie ! Nadir as we know is persian and the language of persia is Farsi. And thanks to friends of mine at work who are from Iran (formerly persia) so I have been able to start adding a couple Farsi words for ambience. because it just didn't seem right for Nadir to call Meg Cherie. So the word I use is geli which means beautiful.
on wiith the chapter!
Meg lept into his arms and Nadir held her close Oh how he had missed her ! His heart jumped in his chest. This was right, age be damned! If it works for Erik, why can't it work for me.
"Ahh! geli I missed you."He whispered in her ear"
"I missed you too." Meg replied kissing his cheek. "I don't like it when you are away from Paris. Is it really so wonderful in the north that it keeps you away from me "
"Not any more!" He answered cryptically.
"What are you saying?" she asked taking a step back.
"Not until your Mother is done with the tea"
"You are going to make me wait"
"Oui." he answered nonchalantly.
"Pourquois"
"Because, I want to kiss my geli again." He said running a finger tip down the side of her face and using it to lift her chin. He kissed her gently with a rather chaste kiss as he heard footsteps coming. Oh god I've been around Erik far too much. He thought lauging to himself. He took a step back and he could have swore he saw her pout.
"Your mother is coming. " he said smiling as he sat down and Meg sat beside him on the foot stool. She gave his hand a squeeze. "How are rehearsals "
"Greuling. Well maybe not tedious is probably a better word. I wish mamma was teaching us again." she said sighing.
"What is so bad about your instructor"
"Repeat, repeat repeat." She said frustrated. we have two weeks to the first fall concert and all we are doing is repeating pli▌s, we barely know the routine, i am supposed to be dancing a solo I haven't even been told the steps or the dance. I swear he is trying to ruin us and if he adds another hour to rehearsals. I'll kill him. He's already extended them two hours and for what? constant pli▌s"
she crossed her arms and glared at no one in particular. Nadir reached over and rubbed her shoulders.
"There must be some method to his madness." Nadir said soothingly, using one of Eriks tactics to get her to talk.
"I think his only method is stupidity"
"be serious." he chided.
"I am. Adrienne was working on her leaps before rehearsal she was virtualy flawless and he walked in and started yelling at her that she was sloppy and then he started yelling at us that we were all going against his programme and using moves that were not mature enough for! I have been dancing for nearly 10 years, I have been a principle for 4 of them. How could I be using moves that are too mature for me? Most of the girls with the exception of the young ones have been dancing for at least 5 years. We learned more under mamma than we ever have under him"
She said leaning against the chair. Nadir pulled his hands away from her shoulders and Madame Giry walked in with the tea tray.
"Meg will you pour please?" She asked quietly, having heard everything that Meg had said regarding the rehearsals.
"I don't think that's a good idea I'll probably smash the tea pot. Quel bastard"
"Megan! watch your language we have guests." Madame giry snapped.
"It's all right." Nadir said, " I understand. I'll pour"
"Mamma? Whay can't you come back "
"I'm too old Meg! The management wants youth and I represent the old ways and you know how they are." She replied gently. Hoping not to upset her daughter, she had already swore once in front of company as it was.
"Surely madame they cannot hold you to that"
"I beleive they have and they are monsiuer"
"All because of those letters"
"Oui, monsieur. And what ever fantasies run around inside thier heads"
"Maybe somthing can be done." Nadir said hoplessly handing Meg her tea, she flashed him a smile of thanks, and his heart stopped for a second. He winked at her then he turned to take his own cup.
"Just let that poor excuse for an Dance Master fall on his over inflated ego and they will be begging for you to come back"
"I wouldn't be so positive." Madame Giry said carefully.
"We'll see." Meg replied.
Madame giry knew somthing was afoot in her daughters mind but she let it go. Meg would confide in her sooner or later.
"Did you get to see Chrstine today"
"We passed in the hall and said hello. But we didn't get to speak more than that." Meg sighed, "I miss talking to her. But it seems like our scheduals are always just a little bit off. She's going in one direction and I am going in another"
"Is she still tutoring the young ones"
"Hmm! And she is loving it. Especially after she lost Margarite." Meg said sadly. "Does Erik know"
"I am ashamed of this." Nadir said gravely. " But I never told him. He was too happy at the time"
"I wouldn't have told him either." Meg said sadly.
"He deserves the right to know. You two cant go playing god over his life"
"I know madame. But what would it do?" Nadir said setting his cup down, "Just prove to him that another thing he had wanted to have wtih christine died as well"
"He dosen't even remember half the things he did that night." Meg added.
"Or so he says." Madame interjected."You both know Erik. you Nadir have known him longer than all of us. Do you think for one second he has forgotten"
"Probably not. But I do believe he has made himself forget. And if it allows him to lead a happy life then let him lie to himself"
"You have good point"
"What would it really change"
"Probably nothing, but should Erik find out. What would he think of us keeping it from him?" Madame giry siad sipping her tea.
"I don't know." Nadir said again sighing.
"So how is Erik and Sabine? And little Helene she must be getting so big now"
'They're fine. The vineyard is doing well. Sabine figures they'll get two crops before fall. They were just starting to pick the second when I came down here"
"And Helene"
"More like her father every day. And because of her Erik and Sabine are moving to Paris on a part time basis"
"Why is somthing wrong"
"Non no nothing is wrong ? Everything is fine. But as to the why I promised Erik that I would let him tell you"
"This must be very good news." Madame said her eyes sparkling with joy for her friend. But actually she thought of him more as a sort of surrogate son.
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