there. The figure of my grandmother in the crowd dissipates, tankers lining up to enter the hospital and the faint sunlight that filters through the clouds.
The midmorning. I returned from the hospital soon, I thought it would be a process that would consume me several hours but there was no more than forty minutes. On leaving a man handed me political propaganda oil unions typical malorganizados seeking to dismiss their leaders: thief thief who steals a hundred years of pardon. And I began to look at her when suddenly drops wet the paper and made me turn to the dark clouds. Seemed rusty, wet.
remembered that I had stayed with my friends to go to the beach, and suddenly I wished it did not rain. My
s were stuck, but I chose not to investigate. The salvadidas begins to use his whistle, and yells that that red flag should not be taken lightly sea. I went out in less than five minutes to return to the warmth of the sand. I think I swallowed some water because my mouth tasted like salt, and then I did not know if you lie or run away and suddenly my friends wanted to leave in a hurry, as if the sea were to come before us. Nobody stopped using his cell phone, said they were missed calls emergency messages to parents were of concern. A friend helped me keep my things, told me that no matter the trash, but I picked it up as you like, I knew that was going on but I hit his haste. In five minutes the coastal boulevard hadmore freight cars, a lady told us that her daughter's school books had been hit so hard that even his daughter almost vomits the cucumbers with chile recess.
My cell phone vibrates. A New Message:
'Son, are saying they shook. Storm surge waters. Take care. Your mom. "
