This Christmas has been rather sad, as you can imagine. Came my grandparents, who were like a funeral, awaiting his daughter and granddaughter separate the alleged suicide. My grandmother sighed from time to time, and shook his head as dicendo "what a great misfortune has befallen our family!".
My grandfather was not so noticeable bad roll, but she also came.
Yesterday, it was Christmas, we ate with a friend of my mother and her husband, who is one of those guys who want to go at the end are funny and pathetic because they do more than the joke that nobody laughs .
Today, finally, we were alone Mom and me. And I prefer it: at least we got rid of long faces and seafaring Conas an idiot you should learn to shut up. We went to eat out, so taste the two, and then we walked away. Pozuelo mother left behind, and we went by car to Majadahonda. There I taught an urban. An urban
quite similar to ours: in Madrid, Urbas all resemble one another as if they were clones.
- What do you think, Valeria?
- PSCH ...
I said, there was not much to say.
- Remember I told you about a change of scenery?
- Aha ...
- Well, I'm thinking of moving to this development. There is a house for sale that is pretty well priced.
- What will happen to our house? He thought
- As the sell, I guess ... well, think we bought that house your father and me. It would be unfair to you and me we stopped to live there and that he had to rent an apartment. The logical thing is to sell and distribute the money.
Now it was me I was silent. So it was definitive: Mom and Dad were not going to be together anymore. All they had in common and I were home.
And the house was sold, and I saw me coming.
You might think I'm stupid, but I began to mourn.
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