It had been two, nearly three months since Anthony came along. Their relationship was still growing--for the time being at least.
House was still jealous. He kept his eye on her every now and again. Making sure nothing would happen. But eventually something did happen.
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It was pouring rain outside. Cuddy was rushing to her car to leave, looking through her bolsa for her keys. She was shaking her bolsa all over the place once she had reached her car. But she couldn't find them. So she looked in the car and saw that she had left it on the dashboard. She heaved a great sigh.
She slide down the...

Cuddy walked into her office ready to start the morning. She set her stuff down and sat at her desk. She rumaged around for some papers and stumbled over a red box with a bow on it. She thaught it was weird seeing as she usually doesn’t get anything for Easter. She untied the bow and carefully opened the box. In it lay a little card that she would read at the end. She lifted the card up and set it aside so she could look at the present. There lay a little pair of red edible underwear under the gift embrulho, envoltório paper. She was serious at first and tried to be mad but then she smiled. She picked up...

Some poems por one of my favorito poets, Erich Fried.
Some of them are so Huddy, you will see ^^.
I hope you like them.
Some of them I had to translate myself.
Here's a little selection.
Enjoy

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Compensation

To be able to breathe out
ones unhappiness

to breathe out deeply
so that one can
breathe in again

And perhaps being able to speak out
ones unhappiness
in words
in real words
which are connected together [coherent]
and make sense
and which oneself
still can understand
and which perhaps even
somebody else understands
or could understand

And to be able to cry

This again...

He came into the office. He was running late and he was definitely lost in thought.
N - You’re late. “How was your week?”
H – It had seven days in it.
N – He chuckled a bit. Ok. “Tell me about it.”
H – Not much to tell.
N – How are things with Cuddy?
H - We were leaving the hospital at the same time and I asked her how the baby was? I hadn’t seen him since he left the hospital. She told me he was fine.
N – You didn’t ask to see him or if you could help?
H – She has a nanny. If she wants me to see him she let me know.
N – Ok. How are things with Wilson?
H - I was running...