I had never seen so much confusion in my entire life, but I think it's normal for the owner of the Velvet. My father, Jefferson Locksley, had invested his all in that galleryof fashion, and I honestly have never been present in all this for the simple reason that Daddy sent me to College throughout childhood. Our black car driven by the usual driver, who may have more than forty years, he stood before the long red carpetthat started from the front door and ran right under my feet. The first to step out of the car was my mother, Almira Blanco, a beautiful woman Yes, but I can never see her as mother towards me. The second was my sister Zelena, or rather half-sister. I am not here to tell me, at least for now, the flaws of my parents ' love life. The last to fall was I, together with my father. There were a lot of photographers, a lot of journalists, I don't think I've ever seen so many all together, I noticed a reporter approachdespite the tape that prevent you from doing so.

-His son is back after a long absence, it is true that wants to cede the leadership of the Gallery to him?--that is, I was tempted to say "Get a dose of your own business"of course I didn't, I am a weapon of a warm smile and tried to look pretty diplomatic.

-If you think that my father let the Velvet, she doesn't know him at all!-I exclaimedwith a smile.

Wait another question! What tries to get from this parade Mr. Locksley!-more thanone question seemed half a charge, as if we wanted to get who knows what by our clients.

-Satisfy our customers as we have always done! Or rather as the Velvet has always done!-these were the last words of my father before entering inside followed by my sister, my mother, and of course myself. As soon as we entered we were flooded withapplause that he never reached, my father and mother went in front of me and Zelena, which made a kind of grimace. As soon as my parents moved and went around to the Gallery to talk to the guests, the only party to me at that time was my best friend, Killian Jones, who came to congratulate him even though I had nothing with all that commotion of people.

-I have two girls out there, if you come with me we spend a lovely evening-he said laughing while wandering near my shoulder.

-How are you Killian-I answered between a laugh and the other while I looked at his face, it was always the same idiot who couldn't escape the only occasions of marriage that they happened in her hands.

-I'm glad you're here Robin! "said laughing. I saw my father waiting for me in the crowd, with a stern look, but I didn't know if it was severe or not.

-A second Killian-I walked away while he babbling something while laughing, something like "see you later"

-Are you ready?-my father asked me as soon as Robin I approached him. I was nervous.

-Tonight you get to present the parade-what good news, I just pray the Lord that I don't become trapped your tongue as I speak.

-We need to talk for a moment, it is important-I said looking him straight in the eyes, not caring about the fact that I should submit the parade.

-What's-said he. His gaze was always the same, in that body there are emotions?

-Not here-I said looking around, and I was able to notice my mother and sister watching us almost disdain. My father did not answer, she merely claw my way to the elevator which was located within walking distance from us. An elevator that would take us straight into his Office. I don't think you care what we said in that room full of papers and sketches of clothes never packed. The fact is that as soon as we got off again with the elevator to the floor where we were a few minutes before, the only one to speak to me was my sister.

-What's the matter, you again discussed with dad? "he asked looking at me in the eye. I approached her and let a kiss on the cheek, not to mention I turned away and headed elsewhere, remaining always in the room.

-I thought your father wanted you seize all evening, "said a voice known to me, I turned to it and realized it was Marian.

Hi Marian!-I went over and gave her a kiss on the cheek as a sign of old friendship.

-How are you? "asked her shortly thereafter.

-These parties are boring! Luckily you're seizing hold of his hand and farm company! "said I laughed, but I don't think it's a good idea to stay with her. Got on my nerves after about twenty minutes.

-I don't think I'm funny anymore-I said trying to escape without being noticed.

-This let him decide-laughed and stared straight in the eye, which I hated.