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I picked up one of the little suckers myself, and soon all the boys followed and were peeling and popping.
Kya ordered another round of water bubbles, and this time she asked for the flavored version, which was even better because the bubbles came in different colors.
After we had filled up on salad, pizza, lasagna, and some amazing ice cream for dessert, we walked across the town to our next stop, the concert hall.
“The Butterflies are one of our most popular music groups,” Kya told the children. “Not only will we get to be at their concert but the three band members have also agreed to meet with us after the show.” All the Motlander children made sounds of excitement.
“You know this band?” I asked Raven.
“Everybody knows them,” she said with a huge grin and started singing: “You’ll be my queen, let me be your dream, ya-ay…”
Wrinkling my nose up, I asked: “What kind of music are they playing?”
“I don’t know, the good kind,” Raven concluded and followed the group when Cindy and Varna waved us along.
We had a balcony to ourselves from which we could look down on the scene as three men entertained around a thousand people.
“Whoa.” Marco whistled and leaned forward with his mouth open. “It’s like a whole sea of women.”
Finn pushed some of the children to the side to join Marco before he turned to Cindy. “Can we go down there?” he asked, bouncing from foot to foot.
“I’m afraid you have to stay up here for safety reasons.”
“I won’t hurt them,” Finn said and held a hand to his chest. “Candy dear, how could you think that of me?”
“It’s Cindy.”
“I know,” a slow smile grew on Finn’s face and he had a sparkle in his eyes when he moved closer to the woman, who had to be at least five years older than him, and not very attractive. “But you remind me of delicious candy.”
Cindy blinked her eyes before she cleared her throat. “Ehhm, okay.”
“So, can we?” Finn asked again and when Cindy didn’t seem to know what they were talking about any longer, he added: “Can we go down there?”
“No, we’ll stay up here,” Varna said matter-of-factly.
But Finn wasn’t prepared to give up. There was a sea of women and he wanted to swim. “Sweetie,” he said in a seductive voice and changed his focus to Varna. “How about you and I go down there? I always prefer to be where the party is, and I have a feeling you and I could have a lot of fun.”
Her eyes grew big when Finn reached out and cupped her face. “Answer me this, beautiful…” He trailed off. “Is Varna short for Nirvana?”
The short, sturdy woman looked flabbergasted. “You really think I’m beautiful?”
“Not beautiful,” Finn said and winked at her. “You, my dear, are stunning.”
His exaggerated seduction had me rolling my eyes. With a woman like Kya in the room, no one could call Varna beautiful. Or maybe I was just biased.
CHAPTER 18
Butterflies
Kya
I don’t think the men and the boys enjoyed the music very much. They seemed busier looking at the audience than the band members, and once it was time to go down and meet the band, Archer seemed almost reluctant. It was such an honor to meet the greatest music stars in the world, and I for one was a little giddy.
Surrounded by women, the three members of The Butterflies stood styled in tightly fitted outfits with intricate patterns. But not even the cuteness of José, Tyler, and Peter could keep the Motlander women in the room when our group entered.
After a short presentation by their agent, our group was encouraged to ask questions.
“How many women have you slept with?” Solomon wanted to know.
