Hey! Just a short chapter before Christmas. Enjoy!
See chapter One for the disclaimer.
Pepa is struck by artistic inspiration.
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When Pepa woke up she was pleasantly surprised to find that the sun was shining in her room. She smiled and got up.
"Felix, Mi amor*, I have been struck by artistic feeling!" She hurried over to a drawer which contained all her canvases and paints and stuff like that and started sorting through it.
"Pepa, you've not had breakfast." Felix pointed out.
"¡No hay tiempo! Tendré algunos en un momento*."
Felix smiled and left her to it. When Pepa was in an 'artistic' mood there was no arguing with her. He explained to the family where she was and brought her a plate of breakfast after.
By the time he went back up there, his wife had painted a landscape of the mountains and was admiring it. "¿Qué te parece?*"
"Looks great." Felix said, truthfully. "Here, have some breakfast." He handed her the plate.
Pepa took it, absentmindedly, and ate slowly while pondering her creation. "Felix." She said, after a few minutes. "Shall we go on a walk?"
Her husband perked up. Walks were good - they meant Pepa was in a good mood. In her really low moments she didn't want to leave her room, let alone the casita, so this was brilliant.
"¡Suena bien!*" And with a smile Felix extended his arm for his wife to take. She smiled and took it and together they walked off.
*My love
*No time! I'll have some in a bit.
*What do you think?
*Sounds good!