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Räum ein Zimmer frei, meine Eltern ziehen dort ein, sagte Klaus wie einen Befehl. Heike saß an ihrem

If anyone ever warned Emily that shed end up being the subject of endless chatter and the spark of a

In the village, they whispered about Margaretclaiming age had addled her wits. Many avoided her cottage

Yo, sucia, lo deshago todo Yo vivo en la calle. Con sus cincuenta años, Begoña Fernández ha conseguido

**Diary Entry December 22nd** *What a strange twist of fate,* I thought, staring at my husband across

«Mum, you left the light on all night again!» grumbled Oliver as he stepped into the kitchen. «

You’re a wardenless orphan, whos going to look after you? the husband says, shooing me out of the house.

«Your time is up,» the husband said, pointing to the door. «That smell again!

Antonio García vuelve a casa por la noche y me encuentra a María Fernández en el comedor preparando la cena.

Dear Diary, How could you sink so low? Little one, are you ashamed? Your hands and feet are wholewhy