blanket lay on the impeccable design with the tie completely undone. With his head on the foot of the bed, leaning on one side to another, let out his tongue a few drops of spittle that stained the carpet. Held in his hand a bottle of rum old just bought one of the many shops run by the East. It was the day of your wedding. Marta must have at that time celebrating their wedding night radiant in a white dress of very long tail. Take an updo that would look like a fairy, with molded strands and curls and a smile from ear to ear and did not belong to Mario. - Well I do not want cats at home. Dogs are more loving and faithful, the cats spend all.
- But you have to get them to walk and care more. Cats know how to take care of themselves and are more monkeys.
- Not! We will have a dog that we will draw on the California coast every morning. You go to work at the office by bike and I'll do a little later in my office. We will agree to eat together even though we're far away, because you want me as long as possible, right?
- Yes, yes, of course. O look, if not, we eat every one in our work but with the video call. So not as bad as you chew and sip the soup, and not see how gnash your fingers because you can do under the table.
- Sure! And I will not have to endure the bad breath that you get when you take onions, is fantastic! We have solved the problem of food.
remembered one at a time when talking about their future. She was spontaneous, poignant and very clever, and it drove him crazy. I had never met anyone like. When discussing whether or not to marry if the church would do or would go to court, if they had children and their names and what the extracurricular activities would target. They did it every day with all the natural world and the certainty that they were issues that needed to be solved soon. With each memory took a sip from his bottle deeper. The liquor burned her throat and her stomach and into his body seemed to escape a battle Napoleon. Could hear his heart going faster and faster and her breathing quickened. Fought back tears throughout the night and anger accumulated in his chest. He wanted to curse, he wanted to beat her, choke her, take her hair and yelling that she was a bitch, break her beautiful face beatings, but no longer had the strength to get straight. Suddenly he wondered if he did. On the other hand, a sign of Please Do Not distub and a post-it hanging on the knob of Marta.
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