Hello Hemingway Page #7

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pride; go through with it

and don't fall asleep.

Dear diary,

I havent paid much attention

to you lately.

Forgive me if I couldnt

tell you all Ive been through

but you know youve always

been on my mind,

just like Victor has.

I miss him a lot.

His parents sent him out of Havana

and I havent heard from him.

Can he have forgotten me?

A strange peace overwhelms me;

I don't know what it is.

Its maybe the warning that

Ill feel unsuccessful later.

Something has changed in me.

You know it and you understand me

because youve been my best friend

this year. My only comfort.

Larita.

Merry Christmas.

Hilaria.

Hilaria Bergointia?

Thats me.

Do you want some coffee?

Thank you.

Its good to see you.

Congratulations.

Up there, by the road, in his cabin,

the old man was sleeping again.

He was still sleeping

face down and the boy

was by his side, gazing at him.

The old man was dreaming

of lions on the beach.

Cast

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