A family story.

Pepet waved a hand at the same time raised his eyes to the vault of the tower. How many? … Not yet known with certainty. At least thirty. Festeig going to be a talk from which the entire island, and that many, although Mary ate with their eyes, did not dare to enter the procession beforehand giving up. Like her sister had a few on the island: beautiful, happy and with a good piece of bread, for the pep talk but to give everywhere Mallorquí Can the son when he died. And the child burst in his cassock on his back across the sea, without seeing that the Indian atlotas! Futro! …

But his indignation was short lived. Got excited at the thought of the young men who were to come to your home twice a week to make the cut Mary. Were coming up to San Juan, on the other end of the island, the people of the brave men, with many avoiding leaving home just closed the night, knowing that each served embankment supporting a gun and every tree lair a shotgun, and all waited patiently for the fulfillment of a grievance received many years ago, the home of the fearsome ‘beasts of San Juan “. Together with these other characters come from other paddocks, and many have to walk miles to get to Can Mallorquí.

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