The man was called Lauro. Is a co-worker of my mother who had come to fetch us to teach our new home.
Lauro is friendly, sympathetic, talkative. Always smiling, but the smile is left in the mouth, without reaching the eyes. I do not know why, but I do not like, although that was very affectionate and very concerned about making us feel good. What
I do like is the house they have rented the plant for us. A fantastic house, really. I do not know if you remember that I had said I imagined it would be an apartment rather cutrcillo. Well I was wrong from medium to medium: it is a beautiful chalet with fireplace, windows everywhere, a very good heating and lots of light.
My room is also lovely. Nothing cheesy. I was afraid that I had been awarded uncuarto full of pink ribbons and tacky like that, but have not done anything like that. As put my things will be fine. Even better than my room in Madrid.
Now it is snowing very hard. I had never visto nevar así. Parece que la nevada fuera a tragarse el pueblo entero. ¿Os lo imagináis? Toda una pequeña ciudad desapareciendo debajo de la nieve, y la gente preguntándose qué ha sido de Bline y de sus habitantes.
Últimamente tengo la imaginación un poco desparramada. Y no sé por qué.
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