Chapter 43

Letters

I am at my desk when my mother walks into the room. "A letter from Mister Papa." she said. 

"Another one?" I looked at the long sealed envelope in front of me: "I haven't had time to read this yet. Please, Mom, you read it: then you will tell me what it says."

"I already did it the other day. Frankly it doesn't seem right, these letters are for you." 

"But there are no secrets between us, you know."

"I know, but it doesn't feel right." my mother said and sitting in an armchair I placed the letter on the table in front of her. 

"Mom, try to understand. Papa writes to me once, sometimes even twice a day and almost always for a long time. Juan also writes to me and it takes me some time to reply, French is not so easy for me."

"And it's not so easy for me to read in English. I don't always understand everything, I can only give you a rough idea of ​​what Mister Papa is writing to you, it doesn't seem right." 

"It's better than nothing. Otherwise, some of your letters risk ending up like this..." I said, pointing to the envelope still closed in front of me.

"Are you writing to Juan?" my mother asked. 

"Yes. You don't know how beautiful his letters are!"