lies have short legs told me my grandmother Ramona
but sadness has long legs Toribio retorted my grandfather why
do not hide it as you catch up, said my aunt Elisa
distracted but if you get caught, do not hesitate, invite her to dance, he advised my Uncle Albert.
the devil wanted to kidnap me the other night, I heard whispers in my cousin Lourdes.
dreamed yesterday that the school was on fire and woke up happy today I said my cousin Javier.
'm the type who throws a stone and does not hide his hand in case I say, Uncle Eric explains.
the charity begins at home my father said while preparing the appetizer Sunday
this alone can not be concealed by the set, muttering softly Aunt Rene
and there in that corner, that child with notebook in hand, making note of everything you hear
perhaps within some time these notes serve me for something he says to himself
(my mother was right when he said "you never know "...)
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