Judy Colber appeared at the window of his room, leaning his elbows on the sill, and stood looking at the bare trees that surrounded the Australian town of Tennant Creek, mountains in the distance, the sun was sinking behind them, the houses of neighbors and people passing in front of his house, thinking of those who came before lei.Gente who had lived there long ago, in the house walls wood, which stood on two floors, with the long and spacious kitchen, lounge and courtyard where they used to sit in the car that always stood by her father. He thought the boys like her, women, men who have lived and died in one of those rooms, or who were born, they started fighting, crying and loved ones as luoghi.Erano invisible presences that hovered around her, without ever give her peace, although he did not know anything about them and could not even imagine what they looked like. Perhaps the similarities, or looked like his parents or his brother Julian. Maybe they too had dreams and let themselves be carried away by fantasies remote, exactly like her. Maybe ... But one thing was certain: if walls could talk, they would have a lot of things to tell Listen to the sounds that reached his ears: the neighing of horses on the back of the house, Julian kick the ball, his mother's recommended to be careful not to break a glass, the back of a koala on a tree. At night it was different. There was an eerie silence that sometimes frightened her. He knew because he happened to wake up in the middle of the night .(...)
(The Secret of Colber: Chapter 1.)
At one point, as if he had found what I was trying on her mother's face appeared a look of anger mixed with anxiety. He picked up the photo above, under the light of the lamp that hung from the ceiling to see it better. It was not very old, because there were no signs of yellowing. It was only slightly damaged along the edges. Judy bursting with curiosity from every pore, who knows what or who was taken that shot had caused a similar reaction in Colber Emy! His mother pulled something out of the box. Two sheets of paper. There were words written on it. A letter, almost certainly. It was a shame he is unable to read. Would could ask her to show her the contents of the box, but she would not have even made to pay millions. You could look at those photos and read the letter only in secret.
(The secret of Colber: Chapter 3)
The book, as the box was not very bad. The cover was black leather and rough and did not bear either a title or author. The brushed, tried to bring out some evidence, but nothing .- No, I'm afraid that is not a book - said Judy .- What do you think? - It could be a diary-He opened the first page. He was right. At the top, in beautiful calligraphy, written in ink was the word diary. At the bottom in a corner, were reported this time in capital letters, two initials: MJ Was the owner or the owner? Excitedly, Judy left running his fingers through all the letters .- What are you waiting more - Macy urged, with a hint of impatience .(...)
(The secret of Colber: Chapter 5)
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