Author's e-books - Marcelo Galban. Page - 1

"At first she did not see him, she only heard a noise near her and then a few sobs like a tired dog. Then she could see well. A man was sitting in one of those armchairs, about fifteen feet away, with both legs raised leaning on the back of the front row. He was staring at her, from the side, his mouth a little open and his eyes crinkled as if he was trying to get a better look at her. Little Mrs. Jones was not scared. She was struck by those two bright spots in the dark, looking at her in