An hour later, the mother, Emily, and Adela climbed into the carriage, heading first to the church and then to Aunt Virginia's house.
Emily seemed so happy, so excited, making Adela feel satisfied with her decision. Emily was babbling without cessation, but it was not annoying. Adela looked at her sister tenderly and thought that this girl-Emily had nothing to do with the girl sitting in front of the window every day in silence, embroidering all day with their mother.
After the church, they went straight to the aunt's house. They knocked on the door with the heavy knocker. A smiling maid opened them and led them to the living room where Aunt Virginia was.
"Margaret!! Girls!!" she chirped and got up from her chair to greet them. Margaret stretched out her hand to a faint handshake and a tight smile. Aunt Virginia accepted both without comment. But the two. Girls fell into her arms.
"Oh, Aunt, we are so glad to see you!!" both girls said.
"Me too, my precious girl, me too. So much!" she told them, laughing and hugging them in her arms, kissing them affectionately on the top of their head, like a mother hugging and kissing her children.
Margaret didn't do that anymore. Not that she didn't love her children, on the contrary. She didn't find it so necessary anymore. She thought that her daughters had grown up enough for hugs.
Aunt Margaret led the little company outside on the terrace to a round table. They sat on the beautifully carved chairs.
Below the garden, like a carpet laying beautiful and colorful. Α gentle breeze, loaded with all the fragrant scents it had collected in its passage from the garden, passed by them, and the women inhaled it enjoying it.
Two maids were coming and going carrying the necessities for the breakfast. Soon the table was filled with cakes, various pastries, bread, fresh butter, and various jams.
"Aunt, tell them to stop bringing food. All this is more than enough. We cannot eat that much anyway." Adela said playfully with a smile.
"I hope that you had not eaten breakfast before leaving home."
"We had not. But I insist that is too much."
"Eat what you want and as much as you want. It is been so long time to see you, and I wanted to take care of you."
Adela put her hand on her aunt's hand and looked at her thoughtfully.
"You are right, aunt. We don't come often. But I promise you that it is going change. Am I right mother?" She turned and looked at Margaret.
"Eem, I don't know. We have a lot of things to do back at home. We will see." Margaret answered somewhat tightly.
Adela felt ashamed. It wasn't the answer she expected.
After all, Aunt Virginia was mother's sister!
"Don't worry aunt, Emily and I will be coming and without the mother if needed." Adela whispered, and her aunt smiled.
"But it would not be right," the aunt told her.
"Well. We will see how it goes."
They changed the conversation, and the joy returned to the table.
Like the two sisters, they have had guessed in a discussion they had at home a few days ago.
Aunt Virginia started telling them the spicy gossips of the town, coming from high society.
"And he caught her in their bed with her lover?" Adela asked Aunt, stunned.
"Yes, the things happened exactly as I am telling you. In fact, it was heard that her husband was determined to kill him. But by the time he went to bring his dagger, his wife's lover had popped it out of the window."
The discussion about girls was hugely enjoyable. Adela and Emily listened to every word coming out of Aunt's mouth very carefully.
Adela had a good time, and she had forgotten her misery for a while.
Margaret, on the other hand, occasionally gasped and whispered.
"How inappropriate!"
"And do you know what the best part is?" the aunt was telling them now.
"What?" the two girls asked.
"That the lover in his haste, he got out naked. Completely naked."
Margaret choked with a piece of cake and Emily with a sip of her tea. Both started to have a terrible cough.
Adela got up abruptly from her seat and offered her help to the two women. She gave her mother some water to go down the cake, and she tapped Emily on the back so that the tea would find its way.
When they came together, Emily looked at Adela, and they both burst out laughing, and their aunt Virginia followed them.
Margaret stared at them, puffing and looking askance at them keep whispering.
"How inappropriate."
She didn't find anything amusing in all this, not in anything else in her life. She was just knitting all day in front of the large window with Emily.
"Excuse me, can I go for a walk in the garden?" Margaret said suddenly and got up from her chair.
"Yes, of course, Margaret. You can go. It is wonderful at such a time. There is also a kiosk if you want to sit there for a while to rest." Aunt told her with understanding.
Emily and Adela looked at each other, and their eyes sparkled.
Now it was the time to ask their aunt what they wanted to learn about men.
"Yes, I remember it. Maybe I will sit there for a while, thank you," Margaret said and hurried her pace for the garden. She could no longer bear this, in her opinion, indecent discussion. But she could not forbid her daughters to listen either.
She didn't have the prestige or the fist to forbid anything to anyone, not because she was a weak character, but only because she allowed herself to be weak…
The rest of the company watched her leaving until Margaret disappeared from their sight.
Adela and Emily looked at each other meaningfully. Now was their chance, now that their mother had left the table. The time has come.
"Well, aunt, can we ask you something we want to learn about?"
"Of course, my dear, whatever you want. What does trouble you? "
Adela coughed to clear her throat.
"Well, aunt. There is no easy way to ask that, so we will go straight to the point."
"I hear you," said the aunt and raised her cup to take a sip of her tea.
"We want to know what exactly a woman and a man do when they are together in bed with details," she said, quickly blushing before she got embarrassed and regretted it.