was a rainy Saturday and returning from theater. They had been watching a mediocre comedy, then went to dinner. He wanted to go to an Italian, but she preferred to go to an Indian vary. She got away with it. Returning home by car and a Fiat 1500 Cabriolet attacked his back while waiting to open his light at a pedestrian crossing. He died minutes later while the ambulance was on its way. She survived. He was three months, your child would be born fatherless five later. was born with four fingers in total, little fingers of the hands and feet. It was the price to pay for the life of that woman and her child.
That woman, my mother always told me to take his hands in his pockets to hide my default but I hated it, especially in summer when pants, hiding my sweaty hands and deformed. Quickly learned to handle with fingers. Skillfully used his toes, which was sometimes used when I was little fingers of the hands sore or stiff. My mother used to cut food into pieces to make things easier and school children turned to me and whispered as he passed between them. In music I got rid of the flute, that was the only advantage in my life I had the rest of my teammates.
I graduated in medicine and specialized in surgery. I did a PhD, several graduate courses related to microsurgery and passed the MIR. I got a job at the Clinic Teknon, Barcelona and climbed quickly to the department head of the department of plastic surgery, cosmetic and reconstructive about the effectiveness of my work. With the money I accumulated, I moved to Guyana Essequibo, Venezuela. I opened a center from which I took sole responsibility. There he made friends after ear surgery due to a shootout with the consigliere one of the great families, Paolo Sasso. Paolo
Each year presents me with a gift as thanks. Today celebrates fifty-seven, and most twenty-three fingers.
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