Chapter 17

"You're hugging me," I spoke softly, shocked, as Solange's brown hair tickled my cheek.

"I am," she said, in a humorous tone. So he walked away, holding me by the shoulders. We had a similar height, but because she was a little fatter, she seemed to be stronger in some aspects, although my training did not allow me to think about it much. "And I also want you to talk to me. If the job is not good for you, then it is my duty as an employer to try to help in some way.

I was speechless for a moment. It was not as if I had never received a hug beyond those that my father had always given me until pre-adolescence, before his death. I had boyfriends, and they certainly hugged me, even if it was only during sex. But... Mom's hug... I've never had that. And even though Solange and I had never gotten into the family subject, I had listened while she complained to some clients about her children, although I had never seen any teenager e