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Enjoy! Please forgive my bad spelling and gramma. First chapter is very short.
„Mum, I am in love."
I had to try hardly not to laugh, when I heard those words for the first time from my son. My little Eric was just fife years old. His first love was Marcella, the girl next door. Beautiful long black hair and brown eyes, a perfect match for him. The relationship lasted one year. Of cause there was no kissing. Both of them thought that was ugly. But they where holding hands, and teased by Marisol. Eric was so mad at her. He believed truly, that he and Marcella would marry some day. But then… Marcellas parents moved away.
"Don't cry.", I told him: "You will find another girl." I still had problems not to smilie when he told my, that one day he would go and search her, and then find and merry her. He never did though.