was how I learned the reason why Tara's mother seems to be always sad.
I found it gave me an arm. It seems silly right? I hugged my head and saw something I could not understand, or at least not immediately.
saw Tara's mother wept in despair, as if it were the most miserable person in the world, as if nothing mattered more than their tears and despair.
That did not last long, fortunately. But it was so clear, so real that the heart almost stops me and I turned pale as the wall. I had to get into the bathroom and wash with cold water. By the way, a tip: to reassure, that the pulse returns to its place, nothing like dropping cold water on the wrists. It's very strange but it serves to slow the heart.
And that's what I did while from the other side of the door, Tara asked me if I was okay. Meet
well. Ya. Is that it is relative.
not mention anything to anyone. Neither my mother, or Tara. I ate two of them trying to pay attention to what they had, although I was constantly head wing scene he had seen inside me.
Then when I went to leave, I noticed a picture on Tara's mother, much younger, holding in her arms a baby cute and chubby.
- Is it you? - I asked Tara
- No - replied - my sister.
- And where is he now?
- Nowhere. He died fourteen years ago, shortly after I was born.
foulbrood So that was it seen, to a mother who had lost her daughter.
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