Hitchiking

I walked for some time, with care so that it saw nobody me, after hours of walked I sighted a wagon. I used to advantage and I asked for hitchhiking (the simple people of the field already is accustomed with this), was one lady who went pressas it city to search the son who would arrive in that night. It smiles when hearing this and it thought ones returning and others running away from the past . I arrived at> has an address there of the capital There, is where you my son. Together you to a letter where it explains that it receive must you and help. Girl takes care of you and if to need the old Zefa will be here. The bus you leaving and already I bought its ticket. With this gave a kiss to me.

I was touched myself with that, that one> Because Osvaldo was not thus thought, but quickly I disappeared with this thought. Prometo to pay the money as soon as will be able and to send the news, but it promises to me that never my husband will speak to nothing. Wise person who could trust it. I went up for the bus and I left, in intention of one day to come back, but she brought me to the destination in return. VI In the capital I found son of Zefa, this liveed in a small apartment. After the first colloquies and explanations placed it me to sleep, not without before saying that I needed to see a doctor to deal with weak my health, in sight of the precarious childbirth who I had. But as a sadness never it comes only, already in the following morning I woke up with Paula calling me with the marejados eyes tears.