“John had been called to his father´s house. Henry was dying. John did not feel any sorrow inside. They had had many differences. He remembered his mother´s death, his father´s marriage after just a year and his new sisters. No, he thought. He could not feel love for him. As he came near the bed he observed the shaking hands of the diseased man. He looked more fragile than he used to remember him.
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miércoles, 13 de marzo de 2013
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