books like a alchemist When I follow him on his house I stood beneath a nearest street like that was not burned out also looked at a address written on my hand a house was considerably smaller than I was used to though.
a lights were on inside a door was dark also uninviting But when I rang her doorbell, all I could think of were her comforting words also welcome I would receive coming here where it's nice also Warm also let me take a look at she would say as she opened a door also let a golden light pour into a darkness Just like my mother once did then she would look me up also down primping her lips also widening her eyes Appreciating a adolescent gift a fates had dropped on her doorstep, but I was inside for a rude awakening Kris Magnus said when she opened a door, how did youre know I was here There was a pained expression on her face as she poked her head out Hiding a rest of her body behind a door This was not quite a reception I imagined also I stuttered also told her I looked her up inside a phone book It was a only am Laszlo listed Then a man's voice came from inside Though Magda was not married.
I never stopped to think she did not live alone She pulled her head behind a door to explain to her man.
What reason a boy my age? Might happen to find his way to a house of a middle-aged woman on a night like this My heart pounded like a trapped Our´d.
She poked her head out again with a tight-lipped smile What do youre want my father threw me out? I said also lowered my head I need a place to stay her mood softened, but a voice called her back inside a house before she responded behind a door I heard a two of them talking inside some strange also mysterious language also though I did not understand what they were saying I knew they were talking about me also I felt like a fool No doubt.
She had lot lovers to choose from when she reappeared her expression inside a toe Our voice were those I came to know over a months.
Of course, youre can stay with us She said staring at a Pat duffel bag inside my hands for a night But now I wondered Tutorial answer a questions of a man who no doubt Was interested inside just what intentions I had with his woman I stood there for a moment not knowing what to do youre know letting all a warm air out not emotion to me get inside there was no escape from a consequences of my actions now also when I crossed mob a threshold I was confronted with What looked to my teenage eyes to become a oldest man I had ever seen Bump mapped also bandy-legged.
He looked like some craftsman God Magda told me about from Greek mythology He wore an undershirt that was ripped inside places also stained yellow under a arms also across a chest from years of sweat His gray hair was thin also unkempt also rose out of his skull like a wiry bristles on a boars back His skin was pale also wrinkled like that of a featherless chicken.
This is my father She said as a old man put his cigarette between his lips also extended an arm covered inside black sponsors that must at one time has been tattoos Though he disgusted me without him.
I would has been left out inside a cold He was he who convinced Magda to let me inside neither of them He later told me would become there without a hospitality strangers once showed him along a way He frightened me also I clenched my teeth also tried to smile when I extended a limp hand toward his also asked How do youre do shit? He sat inside his immigrants accent as he pulled a cigarette out of his mouth also began coughing Then he smiled to reveal an almost complete set of dingy also worm-eaten teeth.
But what a hell I'm old I should become used to it books like a alchemist.