16. Lovely Girl!
Daxter
"I love visiting this city, especially by private plane. I'm glad everyone was able to come".
My mother never stops talking, but I don't mind. I love her. I look around at all my companions and realize that everyone has a different mood. While Emmanuel, as always, is glued to his phone, poor Angelo looks like a lost soul. As for me, I have a feeling of anticipation that I don't understand. It's like a faint premonition.
"Why couldn't 'the copy' come along?" my mother gives me a reproachful look for talking about my brother like that, but his absence is really strange.
"He had some things to do. But it was time to let him rest, and besides, I have an identical son who can accompany me. Or didn't you want to come?"
I rub my face. It's true what she says, she als
