<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos knew pretty well how it worked and that it wouldn't be over in a day. But he had tried to play it down for Lea. She had to go step for step, every day she managed to stay clean would boost her will some more. But she had to get over the first breakdowns and he was willing to help her with all he could afford to do. He didn't react on her tries to convince him that she should work, feeling that she realised that he was right and she only tried to find excuses again not to accept it.<br/><br/>When she started suddenly to talk about her ceiling, he looked up astonished. Ok, the colour was...uuurgghhh...but it took a while to understand that her mind was jumping due to the lack of drugs. Still if it would keep her mind busy for some time...<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Why don't we paint it? We could drive to the hardwarestore and get some colours you like and some foils to cover the room and then we paint it together. Could be fun, I haven't done any renovations in some time. And it will make the day go over quicker. We just have to be careful not to paint Mimi..."</span><br/><br/>As if she had heard her name the cat appeared in the room and jumped on the couch, rolling herself together in the lap of Lea. She seemed no longer see any rival in Carlos, but had accepted his presence. And Lea could need all the help she could get now.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I may need some help when I start the PI business. I will need a small office for starters, someone to man the phone and I hoped that I could get you to help with the job. You had always been good in it and you had a good eye for the small details. I had always been the one who tried to understand the motivations and who put himself in the position of the victim, while you had always been quite pedantic with looking into the facts."</span><br/><br/>And somehow she still was pedantic, even if it was just by keeping her flat clean at the border to sterility. The old Lea wasn't completely gone, there was still hope that she may return someday.</div>