Nunca pensé que un jueves cualquiera, a las siete y cuarto de la tarde, mi vida se fuera a dividir en dos.
The cardboard box had been at her feet for three days, and the bottom had already softened from the morning damp.
La tal Elena Romero llegó al hotel Hilton del downtown de Miami a las ocho y cuarto de la mañana.
The house on Sycamore Street was silent the way rich houses are silent—not peaceful, just dead.
Теща вышла из банкетного зала, прижимая к груди сумочку из крокодиловой кожи, а я остался стоять у стола
Bunica a anulat cina după ce nepoata gătise 11 ore. A doua zi dimineaţă stătea în prag cu geamantanul
Dear Diary, Tom looked at me and sighed heavily. “I’m sorry, love, but we’
The knocker felt cold under my knuckles — same brass fox I’d polished as a kid. I stood there, gripping
O cheiro de queimado grudou na minha blusa do uniforme muito antes de eu entender o que tinha acabado
Prvý zvuk po tom, ako moji rodičia spadli do bazéna, nebol špliechot. Bol to smiech. Roztrúsený po terase