Wand Changing Into Scarfs

AM it took less time than I expected to adapt ... To me, however, I had a hard time adjusting to it ...

just sleeping, not eating much, he liked to go too much And all my energy was running out, and complained about everything you could complain - That water is very hot I can not bathe well! I do not understand why it is so difficult to find my shampoo in the supermarket ... Now the water is very cold! Do you want to kill me? Please get your dog to shut up ... I can not sleep ... (But if you do not sleep!) Those neighbors yours ... One of these days I will know what most resented ...-, my body were lost sleep because I had to spend almost half of the night sitting on the bedspread n caressing her hair to calm down when they gave the tremor by a lack of drugs, was beginning to feel better about it, trembled less, the tremors had decreased considerably, the cold sweat disappeared ...

Although, honestly ... Sometimes the preferred drug ... Complained less ... My mother had

failed to convince him to eat a little more, but in the end, always ate what he pleased at the time it felt like - "And I'm going to throw up anyway ..." ; said ...-, however, had managed to adapt to the family and had reached a point where you got tired of my mother would not let him call her "ma'am" and began ; to call her "mama", but because it was my mother because I thought that adopts as his own mother, and because my mother hacíaa feel happier. My mother also was a the only (with Julian) that M not missed anger, perhaps because my mother could look more threatening than six feet but not measured.

One sunny day in early July, M was lying on the mattress where they usually slept, and from time to time, I walked over him, he even stepped on it magician and I had to listen for half an hour a litany of complaints francésy English of which only half understood and decided to ignore ", he sat again and I started concentrating on my work.
"What are you doing? Get out of my room and no longer step on me. "
" For your information, dear, this room is MIA, you're just a guest ... "
" I'm sleeping here, in theory The room is mine ... "
My sewing machines and all my stuff still here, so it is more mine than yours, well this is not your house ..."
"Well, well, what are you doing?"
"I'm playing little meals ... For God's sake, what M looks like I'm doing? "
" You're sewing, but what you sew? "
" A dress for my ... "
" : And you going to wear? "
" No, M, I'm going to spread ... Seriously Who are you and what happened? You're doing pure dumb questions today ... "
" I'm bored ... "
" And pretend that entertain you ... "I got out of the machine and walked over M with a big stride to reach the table where my pins, I took the box, I sat on his abdomen and proceeded to put pins on the web, while listening to their complaints.
"It hurts!"
"It's more fun than you can spend here, baby ... Learn to live with it ... "
" Can not we go to that other city where it was warmer? I'm sure there are better things to do there ... "
" No, M, we can not ... I have no money ... "I tried to time as much as possible to the pins.
"Can we go to the park?"
"Again? We went to the park four times this week ... "
" But it's the only interesting place that is here ... And last weekend were those opera singers ... Who knows, and this weekend there is something more interesting ... "
" I do not think this weekend is absolutely nothing in the park, M. .. "
" Well, I'm terribly bored .. . And weights ... "
" That's it, baby ... That's what ... " I smiled, closed the box of pins, I put in place and I got up, M gave a long sigh of relief. I kept sewing

throughout that hot afternoon, while M was melting in the colchóny complained bitterly that he was dying of heat and boredom. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, I finally got tired of hearing their complaints, I turned off the machine, I made the dress aside, I stood up and walked to the door.
"You better be , s ready in twenty minutes, or I'll go to the park without you ... "
"THANK GOD!" He got a jump mattress and began sifting through her clothes something to wear, five minutes later, I was ready to go ... Anywhere, just get out.

was incredibly beneficial for me to walk beside M, seeing a girl foot six and two to the side of a six-foot boy gave a lot of advantages. Masons and the vague tossing me just to see, even though M was skinny as a stick, had a pint threatening, there was something in the way you look that made you feel intimidated, as if he knew absolutely everything you thought, as if knowing your next move and was ready to rip your head if you happened to try ...

The park was empty, as it always was when there was some special event-and M sought a space where there was shade to flop around like a cat and enjoy the cold. Sometimes I thought I was beginning to make love on the beach, because it was the only place I could be cool. We spent a few hours in the park, I bought an ice cream and returned home to the sultry and hot fact that although it was still July and it was hot.

At the end of July, thanks to the miraculous intervention of threatening my mother, I went at least five kilos and M up just a few ounces, but at least it was something ...