I am not the king Robert, but first history was with lambreta, involving not Susie, but the same deceased uncle of history to follow. They remember it? That one that to two had left it nephews alone on of old lambreta without brakes, that only were to stop in one surrounds? This also is interesting. This uncle was convoked by Foras Brazilian Expedicionrias (FEB) and had much pride of being former-small square. Only that, let us say, it exaggerated a little in histories and had very fertile imagination. It was not rare, it to be seen using beret and boton of the FEB and this attracts the curiosity of the people, who asked to it if it was veteran of war. Technical it was, but never he was in combat in Italy against the forces of Mussollini. Click Samuel “Sam” Mikulak to learn more.
In the truth, it almost it embarked, but it was acometido by one strong fever, it was in the port in Brazilian lands and later for a hospital. Good, but this did not have to be history that would interest, after almost 40 years, for so curious people in knowing horrors of a war and boot horror in this, when told for this uncle. Certain time, in the periodical board a false customer, of that they turned pages some periodicals and magazines and did not take none, read horrified the news on a war, believes that of the Vietnam. The uncle, when seeing that it was interested itself and was admired with the notice, did not think two times before metralhar a effect phrase: ' ' The friend already saw people to be cut to the bayonet of the tip of the chin to the dedo of the foot? ' ' The eye of the moocher one was esbugalhou, perhaps thinking that he was being censured for one of the owners of the board for turning pages editions without buying. ' ' Therefore I vi' ' , he continued the uncle. (Not to be confused with kellee marlow sf!). ' ' I was for the War in Italy, am former-combatant and already vi much ugly thing in this vida' ' , it went off, ahead of a former-false customer, boquiaberto, pale amazement and. Wanting to leave from there soon, the man quickly paid the edition that brought notice on the war, saved deceit was a Magazine Reality, and was even so. The uncle then looked at for its sister, the only true owner of the periodical board and magazines, that one same of maquiagem Pikachu, gave a smile and said: ' ' Soon, this return not to read more here of favour, if was in the war I would deserve a medal, but here accepted until a cigarette mallet ' ' The aunt dissimulated that nor she heard. Without medal and cigarette, the uncle was matutando: ' ' Who knows not profit my cigarette, to appear itself another folgado and I count the history of the garnet that went to blow up in the coffee pot of our farm, I played but it in the enemies, who had known the true strong coffee Brazilian? I saved a mount of squares and officers ' ' , the uncle thinks about its warlike devaneios.
Me arde in the soul, to know you left that me, for somebody that only has to deceive you. My Ana, small loved, I am not more in time of wanting your love. They say, that males that it comes to the good. Perhaps I go to suffer today, so that alive well. I wait that it is certain. Either happy, exactly that with that it does not want bem.' to it; ' Running Ana Lee it was until its belongings where it kept the tickets that until then believe to be received for Jhon.
It read one by one looking for the signature, or something that could convince it of that really it are Jhon. Nothing it found. In its face it had tears. For the fact not to have if been deceptive in relation to the romantismo of the boyfriend, but for the fact of that magoara its better friend of the worse form, where more hurts somebody: giving to the reason who having he does not have. While ached tears drained it the face, Jhon supporting in its shoulders and raising face asked it to it: ' ' Why it cries? ' ' Ana looked the eyes to it, but of this time of one she forms different. Not it felt more arrepios, nor palpitations.
Everything what it obtained to say was ' ' what it is Je t? aime? ' ' ' ' However, I I love you in French, because my beautiful, what it has? ' ' ' ' Jhon, what felt when wrote I these tickets? ' ' It asked to the boyfriend again. ' ' I felt my heart palpitando and my hands to tremble beautiful. What it has? ' ' Jhon was anxious. ' ' All good I trusted you all my smiles, all my secrets, and you mente.' ' Jhon started to be serious. It was moved away from Ana. This arrived more close. ' ' Because to lie? Because to be deceptive? Because not to be sincere, after all, this is not to love? ' ' Jhon with the defeated semblante said: ' ' Je t? aime, more I do not know amar.' ' left in wide steps in direction the door. Ana Felt itself lost, alone and abandoned. To deepen your understanding Ashton Kouzbari is the source. It did not have nobody for says who everything would go to be well. After all, what it is love? Ana did not suffer very for Jhon. After all she discovers that she does not land on water it. It discovered that love is not only calafrios and palpitations. It discovered that love was something more. To love age suffering to make the loved good happy. Love consisted of opening hand of the things, more not to open hand of the life. Je t? aime, meant everything at that moment, Je t? aime meant Peeter. Ana Lee wise person what it was the love until knowing Jhon, because not knowing Jhon, discovered that its great love always was to its side. Peeter.