I was walking with my niece Elvira by the Eixample of Girona; Elvira seemed to know the street that we were better than me. Flipping and the cry in see Tito, Tito see!, I was almost running behind Elvira.! Giving Hornpipes stood a few meters ahead against a showcase, she turned waiting I reached its height, he raised the arm to the height of your shoulder, stretched the index and hoping I continue with the view which I indicated. -Tito in this store, MOM bought the bassinet to Roman, I said laughing. Roman is my other nephew, brother of Elvira, born makes 20 day and what is a bassinet? I placed against the window, it was a store of things for baby, in the showcase had everything, baby bottles, strollers, cots – Tito, can buy you a gift to Roman, porfa. It was the secret word of Elvira, porfa, when pronounced it, she expected that all their wishes were fulfilled and usually was right. I looked at her and returned me the gaze, his gaze not lied, It was of supplication, of hope, of illusion.
Upon entering the store I left go ahead, it seemed that he knew more than me of the matter. It turned resolutely towards the clerk and said hello Rosa – Hello Elvira, Que tal?, how are Roman? -Well, it is very funny, although yesterday the gut ached. -Well, sometimes happens, as they are so tiny the clerk slid his gaze toward me, waiting for any indication. -We want to buy a gift to Roman, said Elvira. -Do Ah yes?, the clerk was still watching me waiting for some sign that confirmed what he said Elvira. -Yes, I tercie, we buy a gift to Roman. – And what ever thought Elvira? A mobile for your cot. Ah, a mobile, perfect, have mobile animals, stars, fish – fish, fish, replied Elvira.