APEL SMILE FACE WITH TENDERNESS Intoxicated
An early Wednesday, Romelia and left for Tesiutla Yara would return three days later with Mr. Perillo. Approaching the date of the examination of the girl who had memorized from cover to cover all books of different subjects to complete their primary education. The two women left excited by the expectation of seeing again the home of the Gargoyles, however, before leaving filled with useless and overwhelming recommendations to the owner, who completely forgot comply. Pamela wanted to be alone and took this occasion to engage fully in the proximity of the ocean spell, reading your wonderful book.
Without breakfast, comfortably lying between the soft cushions of his bed with the curtains drawn back from the large window, watching the waves caressing the golden coast of the beach, with great emotion, such as who is preparing for the advent of a secret rendezvous, exquisitely yearning, opened the royal manuscript excessive delicacy, and in silence with great excitement began to read ... Els
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The sun's rays are filtered heavily, amid the fragrant thicket of cypresses, while the damp morning air winding up from the beach to the top towering trees. The strong wind blasts hitting the sharp cliffs of the mountain, while the family Ferrater swift progress accelerates. Melissa walks the desolate after them at a distance of no more than twenty paces. From time to time Apel, the eldest daughter of Peter and Marcia, protect and hold the hand of her mother flipped discreet to see if the enigmatic creature of the chapel still follows them. Suddenly the flip Apel, faces dropping a wild fruit basket he wears on his right hand and the point spread gale great strawberry. Melissa stopped to see the little dejected on the floor. Wheel cart lurched to his feet almost touching momentarily stops race the basket, and immediately abandoned the child of Christ and the Virgin Black was going to get up, leave the basket triggered by a gust of wind new ending up in some bushes near the cliff. Melissa
runs to the same place where the basket has been caught. The blizzard rages entangling the rough slopes of the girl between her legs while the long fragile hair stirred by the gale they hurt the eyes. With great fortitude climb the sinister roots of a huge cypress tree that grows in the lip of the precipice. From the top you see the surf lashing the wet stone plateau where the waves beat furiously emit a deafening noise. The wind squeezes the branch that Melissa is achieved. Climbs a little more for La Tronche bulbous tree clutching tightly to one of their young offspring. The far Ferrater petrified witness the event and with Jesus in the mouth look like the girl in the chapel eventually reaches the basket. Apel smiles to the faces drunk with tenderness, is released from the hand of his mother and runs to meet Melissa. Both girls hold hands and join the group to reach Pollença when the wind had subsided.
-Chicuelo
bold - Pamela said to himself that scared me stuck absorbed sighed and continued reading.
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