A simple colloquy is rewarding. Most of the time they are abandoned by the families in asylums and when not, are to the flies, cochilando in the sofa, in front of the television, attending a programming that they had not chosen. Its children, son-in-laws and grandsons find that they cannot listen to them, but yes they listen. They disrespect perhaps what they hear. Fiquei knowing my son, who back in India the aged ones are respected of all the society.
She could not thus be here also? With certainty! said it, with a pretty smile. Soon is delivers, you! Thanks a lot my son! I do not know as to be thankful to it! does not need to thank Sir to me! said it acariciando the hand Mr. But I make dear question! I come, I pay a snack to it does not need Sir! said it. Please, esnobe my does not offer. It comes with me, will be fast. Choice what to want my son! Me of the one bread in the plate, please? asked for it to the attendant.
But only this? It does not go to drink nothing? asked you. and an orange juice, please. complemented it. Mr. does not go to want nothing? asked the attendant. Ah, for me only one cafezinho said it. They had waited for some time for what the order was brought. Meanwhile the old one went saying how many operations had fact, of sight, of hernia and everything how much it is operation that a person can make. It said that he was widower and that it liveed with the son oldest. At this moment, the waiter brought the order of one alone time. He pulled you the wallet and he opened it with the trembling hands.