(from the 2 previous entries)
Story 4-stroke
Story 4-stroke
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(2002)
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Part 3: SENSATION
Andrea came home.
Andrea came home.
had lost connection with her since his family sold, many years ago. But the return trip that made him pass very near that village and felt a desire to come and watch, if only from the street. Someone was stunned, staring at the gate as he had found himself the door of heaven and asked if he could help with something, "Yes, I lived as a child in this house," someone lives there now? "They told him that, today, was rented to a group, a kind of NGO or something similar, the school dedicated to supporting immigrants from throughout the area. "Curious use, I never would have imagined!" He thought.
- But in between, do not stop there, you will see her happy, I promise! And Andrea just spent the time to acknowledge the information before accepting the suggestion. He opened the gate, and sensations were marching in perfect order. First, the woodcutter roofing mastiff used to sleep and where she once hid her shoes. After the patio of their games and those curious ritual child, then ..., how crowded will the sensations that became pictures and memories! With its image as a child occupying these spaces, he reminded his children, some almost adults. Perhaps they were not as she dreamed, but they were his children and was happy when I saw them take their lives and there was love in their eyes. They were no longer babies, even children, but still in need.
The house was made only of emotions and feelings in groups. Were the roots of that tree and fruit pregnant, who made his life was the center pillars and their safety.
Andrea seemed to hear expressions of her mother that she reproduced without really knowing why, for some time.
He looked around, and stroked his best, including the garden, with a wink to the Mulberry, a gesture that had the feeling of being reciprocated. That tree, that she looked like life was there before his eyes again.
refused to leave the house so soon, when offered a perfect excuse to extend a little visit.
"I would like to stay a little longer, right? "Said a woman who appeared from behind the door. Within minutes we'll serve a snack, would you like to join us?
"Yes, thank you," he said without hesitation, "I love it. And the conversation flowed without encountering obstacles.
the evening, resumed its path, and family concerns that had occupied most of his mind before arrival, they were replaced without any effort, by an image that filled her with joy: a girl with the same name, ran back for another house, laughing with that grace contagious of which only the children know the secret. He smiled and felt a joyful sense of wellbeing. (continued)
- But in between, do not stop there, you will see her happy, I promise! And Andrea just spent the time to acknowledge the information before accepting the suggestion. He opened the gate, and sensations were marching in perfect order. First, the woodcutter roofing mastiff used to sleep and where she once hid her shoes. After the patio of their games and those curious ritual child, then ..., how crowded will the sensations that became pictures and memories! With its image as a child occupying these spaces, he reminded his children, some almost adults. Perhaps they were not as she dreamed, but they were his children and was happy when I saw them take their lives and there was love in their eyes. They were no longer babies, even children, but still in need.
The house was made only of emotions and feelings in groups. Were the roots of that tree and fruit pregnant, who made his life was the center pillars and their safety.
Andrea seemed to hear expressions of her mother that she reproduced without really knowing why, for some time.
He looked around, and stroked his best, including the garden, with a wink to the Mulberry, a gesture that had the feeling of being reciprocated. That tree, that she looked like life was there before his eyes again.
refused to leave the house so soon, when offered a perfect excuse to extend a little visit.
"I would like to stay a little longer, right? "Said a woman who appeared from behind the door. Within minutes we'll serve a snack, would you like to join us?
"Yes, thank you," he said without hesitation, "I love it. And the conversation flowed without encountering obstacles.
the evening, resumed its path, and family concerns that had occupied most of his mind before arrival, they were replaced without any effort, by an image that filled her with joy: a girl with the same name, ran back for another house, laughing with that grace contagious of which only the children know the secret. He smiled and felt a joyful sense of wellbeing. (continued)
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All rights © Angeles Fernangómez (text and photo)
All rights © Angeles Fernangómez (text and photo)
