At that moment when I saw the woman, where Astrid was sleeping, she bit her lip, closed her eyes, and continued on tiptoe; At the same time, I noticed that he was in that peculiar state of mind, with a gratuitous joy, in which I loved him tremendously and what we called wild enthusiasm.
Seeing like this, he was just like a boy who ran away from class; His entire being, from head to toe, breathed satisfaction, happiness, and childlike vivacity.
- So, what's up? - She said.
- Good afternoon, young Suyane? – The woman questioned her, greeting her.
- Honey, how is the witch? – The other asked.
- I hope that well. – The woman asked in a whisper.
She was approaching me and shaking my hand…, the intrusion was great.
Without another question, I'll answer. - I'm great
By answering my question. — Today I'm fifteen years old, I want to study the herbs and admire the horizon, maybe, climb the trees.