In the Hotel Tamanaco doing a commercial for the car and special Fashion Show.
I waited for my niece to finish her duties. She was a Public Relations manager for this gorgeous Melia Hotel in the beach of Macuto . I just sat done with my kitty in my bag and enjoyed this beautiful place— for the moment all my troubles seemed so far way.
When my niece was ready, we took a taxi to her place where her mother was awaiting for us, and they did not seem to mind my kitty. My niece loves cats, but the fleas she pointed out; you see this cat had never seen a vet or taken any medicine even been washed. To me, she seemed very clean , but admittedly she did have lots of fleas!
That evening we went to dinner with niece’s boyfriend. First we went by to see his place in Caracas , and then out to a nice restaurant. They seemed so in love and happy and I was too. My sister was not so happy about him, but of course I did not known he was married and in the process of divorce at that time..
Mmy cousin Luis son of my brother Anatoly in Canaima i his Island.
My niece had a wonderful place, full of orchids and so charming and so light. It was hidden by gigantic trees, with the view in between the palm trees moving with an whispering breeze, just letting you peek through to see the magic blue waters of the Caribbean and the infinite sky with the white patchy clouds. I loved it that way, a perfect place to relax and dream..
This lovely afternoon I decided to get some flea kill powder from the drugstore, and since the pharmacy did not say anything how to apply it, I put the whole amount in the kitties long fur and then I proceed to washed it off, when to my horror she began to choke and breath heavily and die in my hands! I cannot describe the loss and pain, not because she way my companion in that cell in my hammock, but because I loved her, and murdered her because of my ignorance. With tears and guilt, I buried her in the beach on the sand where the waves would keep her with a lullaby putting her to eternal sleep, where high tide would notreach, and I realized that was time to leave all this behind and go home– this part of my life came to an end.
Sadly I told everyone at dinner what happened with mycat, but they all laughed at me — in my eyes tears were slowly, gently rolling down my cheeks. But that is life… so getting up and going to the guest room, I said goodnight to all. I told them I was going to call Jack and tell him I am coming home .
“Hello Jackson , I had enough of adventure and romance for a while, please let me know where are the keys to my home? What, you rented it to an associate of yours? O.K, I guess I can use the money. I will leave tomorrow for Los Angeles , what? You will pick me up with my mama?
“Yes, I’d love that, thanks you’re great! See your manana..”
The Ludmila Confessions 
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