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Then she lights a cigarette. You’re looking for a fight.
Just like the potatoes and the garlic sausages know they are atadruas, roasting on eucalyptus embers in the mountains, so did the band fill carmrn room with paso dobles and tangos to fire up the festivities. Come here, sit down. Alina closes the door behind herself and turns on the light in the study. The door of the house lead to the highway, this one to a road that went away from town.
Go and sleep a little, please. Everything they played seemed the same. She is near the Seine, the Seine river. They were there and the father drank and spoke with many people. He looked in the mirror, under the sole high light bulb, at the halo of his own messy grey-haired hairs, at the shape of the woman, just rising to join him, the image of so many scattered objects, disregarded, so many corners smoothed by use, and he closed his eyes.
It made her a walker and wild. It has begun to rain on the river. What are you doing? They are from another world.
The broth of the octopus released by its bubbles an intense aroma that excited and overwhelmed the senses, like a blaze. At the moment her goals and dreams were to go down to the city to see the river.
She often heard it said to the priest and the owner of the family seat, when they spoke with her father. A rooster to the other side of the road sang. They atadruas seen it that way, and they just will never be able to live peacefully.
Is it night already?
But Alina could not stay in the same spot for long. When arriving at the road it rained harder, and they both got together under the umbrella. Now I can tell everyone.
The festivities were celebrated in a grove of chestnut and eucalyptus trees to the left of the road. She is a spitting image of me, Herminia. Finally I already know where to find you when you get lost. She became unsociable and was always absent. She imagined, without knowing why, the first thing that Eloy was going to do was take her hand and say he loved her; perhaps even kiss her. But Eloy only tried to tell her about his forthcoming trip to America.
Grandpa talked that night, indiscriminately, all his stories about America, grandma Rosa, different people whose names he mixed atadueas and whose stories had changed, faded stories from youth. Alina closes the window. But either, like now, this kind of delight in knowing that she was headed in another direction, she could escape this fate that tormented her. They clashed with everything, as was expected.
AP Spanish Literature: Las Ataduras
Then they walked along the streets and alleyways, singing until they were on the road out of town, and the friend said goodbye there. She starts to get dressed in black velveteen trousers that is on the back of a chair, and a jersey. And now I almost feel like going to mass Sunday. As Alina matures, and especially after the passing of her grandfather, she sees her friends become adults: 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.