WHAT HAPPENED? ALARMED ASKED MRS.
The commotion of the laborers and foremen and bringing trucks carrying cement, sand, bricks, heavy steel structures and panoramic windows in the house had become a veritable pandemonium. There was not a corner of the residence where shelter from the deafening noise of the drill, electric saw and the voices screaming welders. Pamela
saw from the window of his studio to men in high scaffolding uploads skillfully balancing tool boxes, heavy cans of white paint texturizing and oysters, and the long racks of brushes with such nonchalance that seemed to have our feet firmly fixed on the beams of the scaffolding. Together with the blow of the chisel and mallet, the wind in the vicinity of the old elms waving rumored green glass, while the thick foliage gave his last shadow of the cursed house of Artemio. The small building that had served as shelter to the gardener for over fifty years was being demolished.
certainly a memorable day was June 8, 1999, not because it was the date when the owner turned 25 years, if not because the circumstances that would be triggered were already prescribed in the before and after, the irrevocable principle and the stubborn end of an eternal return of strength and energy rising, that the spiral of time and space with his pace marked the passage reflective infinite of an unknown universe. "I can spend
Mrs Pamela Yara said from the other side of the shop door.
"Come," the woman accommodated while the papers in a file that had just printed.
"The girl went quietly, trying not to annoy, carried a bundle wrapped in hot pink gloss paper and a pretty silk ribbon from which hung a greeting card.
"It's for you," he said Yara smiled broadly.
"For his birthday pleased the girl added.
- Did not you give me a hug? Pamela asked, his face lit up.
"The two women embraced warmly introduced from that moment a strong fraternal bond that would be strengthened over time with unwavering comings, whose fervor unconditional mutual admiration, affection and loyalty would be shared by both more than life itself . Pamela
schoolgirl curiously opened the unexpected gift. It was a wooden alebrije wily cat as richly decorated in shades of turquoise and orange.
"It's beautiful," said he never had a cat.
"I have one. Will not read the card?, I wrote it.
-Great, pleased to see the celebrated read-aloud to Mrs. Pamela who has been so good to me. Yara.
-Girl, you write well, "said the owner, only that there is a misspelling.
"I'm coming in fourth year, came forward to say Yara pretending not to have heard the comment Pamela. "And very soon finish primary school.
"That day we will make a great party
" Well I'm going because I have much work yet to do the job. Passing a very happy day and a lot of fun on your dinner with Mr. Ferdinand Yara shouted as he went down the hall.
They had not spent even fifteen minutes after the girl had been withdrawn when he returned accompanied by one of the pawns of the work.
"Lady Pamela, this guy says that engineers need to be seen urgently.
- What happened? Asked Mrs.
alarmed-I said nothing but was stunned, "said the lad. The owner came hurriedly followed by Yara workshop, the two women walked behind the young runaway.
- a worker is an accident? God is not serious. "Calm
lady begged Yara. When the engineer saw them coming he approached them and gravely told Pamela. "We discovered
a double bottom wall demolition, I believe it is important that you be present because there seems to be something between the walls. Listening to the words of the engineer the owner was about to faint. Yara strongly took the hand of his patron, and the two women stood in front of the crumbling parapet perplexed inside the low house of Artemio.
The men retired to peak force and harness the bricks that were laying bare the wall postrimero. Niche as a meter wide and five feet long running the full height of the wall. Light entered the hole, leaving eager to see what looked like a huge trunk. Pawns accelerated the slaughter, until they finally get the chest of hiding.
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