...in the sala

 D
espite the reunion, it didn´t prevent her from thinking of the jobs she has left undone in the gallery.
                In flesh and blood, they finally saw each other again after several years. They were binding like
 the good-old times. Rumours about who´s what and with whom spreaded out quickly among the four.
Life stories were exchanged and in between were loud laughs and girlish giggles, enough to send signals
in Oxford that the Barrett girls were once again inseparable.
After  sometime, the schedule of the journey were laid out and the plan was made clear. Seated beside Maria (link to Maria)

busy reading the TIME on their first journey together heading for Brussels, it was Claudia´s graceful movement that (link to

Claudia) caught her occupied mind.

Ever since their university days, Claudia has always shown dignified richness and grace—a quintessence of a woman

who´s portrait hangs at the Tribuna´s room of the gallery. However, underneath that florentine face is a strong character

really built for legal discourses. As she intently starred at her, she saw the lines hidden on her weary eyes.

Quite surprisingly, her face has not shown that much trace of abusive smoking. To see herself as a lawyer is beyond her

comprehension, a choice that was taken as a betrayal to her parents but a decision she never regretted.

                Time has moved so quickly like the fast train they were boarded.

                                                    Maria stood up to reach for her luggage and then.....She followed.


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