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“We’d better let Emma get in the front,” Jimmy said to Mike as he took Carlos’s place behind the wheel.
Mike looked surprised at this suggestion. “She’s got shorter legs than mine. I think she’s fine.”
“I can’t ride Sao Paulo style, Mike. I’m from Rio.”
To Emma’s surprise, Mike conceded.
“In Sao Paulo, they put men in the front, ladies in the back,” Jimmy explained, offering Emma one of his full-face smiles as she switched places with her father. “In Rio, we know better.”
― Amazon Burning
Mike looked surprised at this suggestion. “She’s got shorter legs than mine. I think she’s fine.”
“I can’t ride Sao Paulo style, Mike. I’m from Rio.”
To Emma’s surprise, Mike conceded.
“In Sao Paulo, they put men in the front, ladies in the back,” Jimmy explained, offering Emma one of his full-face smiles as she switched places with her father. “In Rio, we know better.”
― Amazon Burning
“So it looks like I’ll be stuck hugging a photograph.”
“I’m sorry,” Emma said. “No, that’s not true. I’m glad. I want you to miss me desperately.”
“I think you’ll get your wish,” Jimmy said. “When will you come back?”
“Next summer, definitely, whether Dad wants me to come or not. I’ll be an independent girl with a college degree. Maybe some paper like the Miami Herald or the LA Times will offer me a job. In the meantime, we have the National Geographic piece to pull together. We can still be a team.”
“Be warned that I may come after you.”
“If you do, there’s something I want you to bring me.”
“Sure. Anything,” Jimmy said, “as long as it’s not some kind of exotic pet. What?”
“This.” Emma took Jimmy’s face in her hands and looked straight in his eyes. She then placed her lips on his and gave him a kiss. It was a kiss that erased the pain and eradicated the bad memories, a kiss that left nothing but joy and a promise for things to come.”
― Amazon Burning
“I’m sorry,” Emma said. “No, that’s not true. I’m glad. I want you to miss me desperately.”
“I think you’ll get your wish,” Jimmy said. “When will you come back?”
“Next summer, definitely, whether Dad wants me to come or not. I’ll be an independent girl with a college degree. Maybe some paper like the Miami Herald or the LA Times will offer me a job. In the meantime, we have the National Geographic piece to pull together. We can still be a team.”
“Be warned that I may come after you.”
“If you do, there’s something I want you to bring me.”
“Sure. Anything,” Jimmy said, “as long as it’s not some kind of exotic pet. What?”
“This.” Emma took Jimmy’s face in her hands and looked straight in his eyes. She then placed her lips on his and gave him a kiss. It was a kiss that erased the pain and eradicated the bad memories, a kiss that left nothing but joy and a promise for things to come.”
― Amazon Burning
