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I am glad you have everything prepared.

That is what I’ve been struggling with, that. They say very well. The boy is half awake. A tenuous clarity was already hanging over the garden that allowed him to distinguish the spots as if it felt them.

From the great flat stone, where they sat, the weeds descended almost straight down, mixing with trees, stones, crops, in a dizzying drop, and the houses of Orense, the Cathedral, the river were all in that gorge; they looked down there without moving and forgot about the road and the distance. Takes a cup of wine, like a man, with us” her father said, kissing her.

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Turn on the light, Herminia” said the old teacher, jumping on the springs of the bed. It looked up to the saint with suffering eyes. Because she is leaving here. She did not know whether to stop for him or not, but finally she lss because it seemed to her that he had seen her.


Say the rosary in the pine forest like you did before, or envision God your own way. She left by the door back, and she gave her father, who was in the orchard, thousands of explanations of why she decided to take a walk. It would splash a lot of water.

With our schedule, our house, our friends. I teased your father so much, and I am becoming like him. She already lived there in her mind, and now, after the years, what she imagined is entangled and woven into how she really lived.

He had no respect for the family institution. Once in a while they heard the blasting holes that thundered in the valley, and the pounding of the workers opening the masses of granite, carving them in smooth, great and white rectangles.

Eloy stopped and plucked one.

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Just say everything that you are hiding, instead of holding it in and let it get to you alone. He was sick with fear, skinny and restless from insomnia. They walked sticking to in the shade of the houses, in the roadside ditch of the highway, between the silly and easily frightened hens and the ugly bare necked chicks.

There is a pause. He was taking a break from the hustle and bustle of the previous days. Both their eyes meet. He smoked, watching the ground, with his head in his hands. He coughs a lot. She imagined it magnificent, seen atadurras close. Her mother often went down to the market with all the village women that made a living from the daily sale of few eggs, of a handful of beans.


They danced and they sang, they played cards.

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When they entered the meadow anxiously, they saw that had died, with his eyes open, emotionless. I go down and I take the exam and solve the problems and everything.

Good grades, you will just have to see them at home. The octopus man, meanwhile, parsimoniously prepared his tools, cognizant of the dignity of his position, its importance in the celebration. They remained together until dawn, until she was able to see him confident again, driven away the helplessness from his cloudy eyes that seemed to want to go beyond the night, seeing a trickle of light crack through.

Look at it there. The insistence with which she asked him to took her and her oaths that she would not complain about being tired. She had cancer and nobody knew it.

The children searched the feet of those dancing with fires and firecrackers, and then run away.