Literary Fiction
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Language
EnglishVoice Age
Senior (55+)Accents
Spanish (Mexican)Transcript
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The town remained quiet, still half asleep. Martha Duval, however, was awake, setting out tortillas to dry in the sun next to her doorway, no doubt to be used for preparing chiles chiles. Good morning Noemi said hello, the old woman replied with a smile. You've come back at exactly the right time. You have the remedy. I have it. Come inside. Noami followed her into the kitchen and sat at the table. The parrot was not there that day, it was only the two of them. The woman wiped her hands against her apron and opened a drawer, then placed a small bottle in front of me. Juan tablespoon before bedtime. Should be enough for her. I made it stronger this time. But there's no harm in two tablespoons either. No army held the bottle up, staring at its content, and it will help her sleep. Help. Yes. It won't solve all her problems. Because the house is cursed. The family. The house marta Duval shrugged. Makes no difference. Does it cursed? Is cursed? Noami set the bottle down and ran a nail across the side of it. Do you know why Ruth Doyle killed her family? Did you ever hear any rumors about that? You hear all kinds of things? Yes, I heard. Do you have any more cigarettes? I'll run out of them if I don't ration them. I bet you were going to buy more
Tags
Mother, Old Lady, Aged, Attentive, Worried, Charismatic, Spanish (Mexican)