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Marga surprised me as a person. I don't think I've ever seen anyone who doesn't play by the rules — making me an exception, of course. The redhead is the personification of a false Lady, being elegant, polite and an example when she is in a certain place and totally different when she is at ease. Well, she's still polite, but funnier.

I finish washing the dishes and turn to her sitting on the high bench at the island, she puts some more wine in the glass and pushes it to me, then making her own. Marga laughs at something she said about the past, but then looks at me.

"But tell me about you." Have you always been rebellious?

I drink some of my wine and shake it off. — No, actually at first I didn't even care about that, but things happened and I started to be.

It is based on understanding.

"Silvério told me that you've already tried to run away twice... Why do you insist so much?" Don't you think it might work out following the known path?

I look at it and Marga seems sincere as