With more desires than likely close the snack bar for these summer days with the hope of reviving these books, almost abandoned, which offended at me, blog friends, normally, my love, time, I was not allowed and, substantially, with the firm conviction that my draft novel embryo metamorphoses into the autumn.
you soon.
Try to be happy.
I leave you a short story, trying to hide the bad taste after the last post.
Jorge V.
Granny, Grandma
Stealth approached the window, smiled when he saw her coming out of the grove to the house.
De quickly went to the bedroom, put on his nightshirt and cap pink grandmother
into bed. She covered up her eyes with a blanket to cover up its ugly snout.
not have to wait long, Little Red Riding Hood arrived quickly. All content is moved to the bed.
"Grandma, Grandma. I brought a jar muffins and scones with honey ... but what big eyes you have! Little Red Riding Hood said when her grandmother was so changed.
"They're for looking better," said the wolf trying to imitate the voice of the grandmother.
"Grandma, grandma, big ears you have! -
better to hear you, "continued the wolf, unaware that his instinct was to lick
.
" Grandma, Grandma, what language you so long!
" Grandma, Grandma, what language you so long!
"It's for ... Mejoooor lick! "So saying, the big bad wolf pounced on her and pushed
on the bed. Fought. The initiative ranged from one to another turn.
When the wolf stood on its head, writhed and took control of the situation.
screamed, scratched, kicked, pushed and bit.
Exhausted, Little Red Riding Hood removed the red mischief was already small. The wolf, the mask
credited it as such and they lit a cigarette, staring at the ceiling
thinking of games that must be invented to meet the couple.
Jorge V.
