Charlie helped me raise my stuff on the second floor in my room at home
in which nothing changes, it seems, for many years. After which he
decided to leave me alone and give time decompose things to your liking.
-Bella, if I'm downstairs, come down, your favorite blueberry pie is
-Dad, since when you became a cook?
-Since your last visit here. When you left before I corrupted by… Continue
Now, I shut myself in the final as I would have to live in this city, and not to return home and stay with Charlie a couple of weeks. I do not
know how to describe what I felt upon arrival in this dark, gloomy
city, as if the closed from all other U.S. residents. His rain and
morning fog, he is increasingly forced to think about my sunny Finex,
where they remained close friends, who because of my isolation in
communication with me was not so much. Now,… Continue