Once I was in the kitchen and thanks to the help I received from Mrs. Meredith moments before, having everything I needed at hand the magic happened.
Preparing the dough, the jam and everything that involves baking was relatively easy once I was in the kitchen, of course, because such a recipe was part of my repertoire to practice for many years because according to grandma there was nothing that could be skipped.
Of course, everything will depend on what you are looking to achieve because if you really wanted a perfect preparation of the blueberry pie, you must undoubtedly follow the steps to the letter, which is why this recipe became one of the ones that I carry out the most.
Now, once that one was already in the oven, the smell that came out of it was incomparably delightful because just by feeling it, the humidity dominated the palate of whoever was nearby.
"I must admit that you move with a grace like no other chef Emma. "
I comment Meredith to see me going from here to there involved in the constant movement involved in carrying out that task, although I have to say that it is not stressful at all, although the process is extensive and laborious.
After listening to him I couldn't help but feel a little sorry and ashamed to see his face dumbfounded to see me dance as if I was in his waters from here on out.
That aroma seemed to go all but unnoticed because it was not very soon I took it out of the oven after its second round of cooking that both Uncle Martín, Lina and Silea appeared on the scene.
"I hope that how it smells it tastes because without a doubt it has whetted my appetite" commented Lina once I entered the kitchen.
"Well, you'll have to wait, don't eat too much, dear," she exclaims without delay when noticing how the girl's eyes lit up as she watched him.
Since the dishes that I had prepared almost all by not saying anything more, most of them for the time they lay on a rack in which they had been placed specially and strategically for enfriasen, which was necessary before desmoldarles not estropeasen.
Even so, the uncle, seeing the foot on the grill, could not contain himself and with emotion he stressed a phrase in which his emotion could be completely perceived.
"For all these years I did not think that this image could be repeated before my eyes one more time, so just by feeling its aroma I can say that Emma, you really have done an excellent job. "
"It's nothing really uncle, beyond being an obvious detail it has no more value, I just hope that the aunt really feels happy with such a gift, although it's not much to give her eh echo with all the affection I have for you. "
The uncle had undoubtedly felt an obvious nostalgia because I could distinguish it in his somewhat moist and extremely expressive eyes, a feeling that led him to approach me to shake me in a warm embrace.
From here the preparations for the reception became fundamental and strenuous, because, on the one hand, I was looking to give the last details to each of the dishes created by my hands, while on the other the fuss between the employees, the uncle and Lina was not long in coming.
Going back and forth between one task or another put us on time limit, so it was only a matter of minutes until the car in which Aunt Susan was traveling appeared in that entrance.
The last details were carried out very quickly because first of all the great welcome would not take place inside the residence, but everything would be done completely outdoors in a kind of picnic on a hill in a narrow forest on the side of the house.
Said hill is next to a vein of a spring that extends there along the entire length inside the residence vein that according to the uncle arises from a nearby mountain.
There everything was organized before the majestic view that nature gave us, because the peace that in such an environment that was provided to us was unique and perfect for that day and why not also for that moment.
Such a feeling I could undoubtedly make mine once Meredith left me alone there to watch for a moment the space that had already been enabled, because the others had returned to the residence a few seconds ago in search of some things that were needed.
The afternoon was already falling, the sky was clear and he had even changed his countenance to a more romantic and serene one by emphatically marking the clock a little over five thirty minutes in the afternoon.
There and already seeing that the styrofoam was properly accommodated on a thin layer of grass I approached it, I removed my shoes to settle on its surface and let me fall.
From there I dedicated myself to contemplate the serenity that that place emanated even more when having in front of that spring of fresh and crystalline water that makes its way along its route bathing with all splendor that sublime space full of life and color.
First of all, I obviously refused to take my eyes off that place because I was undoubtedly enjoying that moment at its best.
"What are you thinking about Emma" muttered a hoarse and persistent voice that was in the direction of my back.
After listening to him in surprise I couldn't help but turn around because it was supposed that by that time I was alone there.
"Dominieck but, like... what are you doing here? "
There that man was standing with his hands slightly inserted into the front pockets of his pants while maintaining a serious and confident expression.
"Martin invited me. "
"The uncle! you are sure that it was he who did it or it will not be some tetra of yours. "
"Yes completely, in fact, he informed me in a special way a few days ago while we were doing some business in my office. "
Listening to him made me feel confused and the question of how or why these two maintain apparently somewhat close business relationships did not take long to resonate.
Such words seemed strange to me because I am aware that, although the uncle does not speak plagues against such a man, he is not above all a saint of his entire devotion to act so closely with him.
"No doubt something tells me that your presence here brings a surprise in between, it would be very strange if it were not so," I said as I looked at him.
"Who knows, although I give you the reason, now, I wonder who will bring bad luck fervently on the heels of you or me, because I have to say that before anything that is done of your full knowledge that it is not me. "
"And according to you what does that mean. "
A completely obvious expression of mockery formed in the corner of his mouth.
In Dominieck it was completely evident that he did not care about the feelings of others, for him, there was undoubtedly only someone who deserved full attention and everything had to revolve largely around him.
"I don't know, you tell me. "
Before his answer I observe him from head to toe trying perhaps to analyze his posture and why not his words next to his expressions, but when noticing that nothing in the change after issuing that I simply turned my face to evade him.
There again I dedicated myself to dazzling the image that my eyes for a moment found me contemplating begging on the one hand internally for that man to leave there, but, no.
Instead Dominieck approached a more estirilla thing that immediately sensed after listening to the rustling of the grass that gave in to every footfall of yours so in a new attempt turned my view back to the one who so peacefully approached and who immediately took off his shoes and settled right next to me.
First of all, he tried to shorten the distance between the two so he settled as close to me as he could while maintaining a position on his back, while he was dedicated to staring at the sky while interlacing his fingers behind his head thus taking a completely carefree attitude.
"I didn't think that doing nothing, I could get to feel it too," she commented as she closed her eyes.
"I'm surprised you enjoy them, badass boy. "
"What do you mean by that. "
"That it is strange that someone as quote-unquote manly and serious as you pretend to be, can just lay down, just as you have done.
"Then according to you, I cannot appreciate the delicate and sublime even if this place deserves such adjectives. "
"For the record, you said it, not me. "
"Emma I will also take time for me. "
"Yes, of course. "
"I'm not kidding, I know how to do it. "
"Don't lie to yourself, I'm sure you won't even remember the last time you were like this. "
Dominieck at my answer was filled with an apparent indignation of which only he was capable of manifesting and looking at me sideways indicated.
"I'll have to repeat it I estimate" for a moment he was silent very presumably annoyed by what he said by me until he replied "really girl you are an insolent.
"According to you, I am because I don't mind telling the truth or because you simply avoid listening to that part of the story in which you show yourself to be weak. "
If the looks could kill me, I am sure that at that moment, if he had proposed it to Dominieck, he would not have left a single misera part of me, because that cutting expression sent to my person implying that he was undoubtedly alluded to.
The seconds passed where the uncomfortable silence between the two stayed, silenced that became more and more tormenting from the beginning after settling in the stretcher I kept the same position, but after the discomfort reaching my body and being aware that there was no danger I decided to issue to Dominieck to see him stay there placidly.
So spreading my legs I let myself fall on the mat on my back pretending not to have any worries, once I settled down I placed my hands at the level of my belly while I left my elbows on the floor in rest mode and emitting a deep breath I made myself relax.
"What were you doing so much that I notice you so exhausted. "
"Because I'd have to tell you. "
"Emma because you are so jealous, you act so defensive that it even seems that you think that everyone will hurt you. "
"Believe me when I tell you that you are not exactly the right person to say that or I have to remind you what happened last time. "
"Emma you don't think you're being cruel, understand me I was just trying to keep myself safe. "
"Not at all, I am not cruel at all, however I am fair with my words. "