lady with foamed hair, the small car over decorated with various
types of cuddles, teddy bears, fluffy pets, monkeys with bells around
the neck, pink cats, etc., all this pulsating against my hair and
shoulders. The auto-radio humming songs with bouncy rhythms and light
romantic nuances. She said would give me a ride of only a few
kilometres, until the next petrol station, but actually, along the
way she told me almost, all the story of her whole life. She began
saying that his paternal great-grandfather was from Russian origin
and had made a fortune working as a goldsmith. She continued
explaining that her maternal grandmother belonged to the royal
family, but was completely excommunicated because adultery cases.
About the grandparents the woman did not speak. About his father, she
said that all his life had been a shoemaker, until dying with
complications in the heart, and her mother, always worked as a
seamstress, but was now hosted in a nursing home, counting buttons.
Her three sons were all well andwealthy.
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