She doesn’t believe you can really play the boy at 12. There is nothing but pictures in order to convince you of the contrary. Very much in front, myself, and if you are lucky, I’ll have the time to send another one.This is in Calpe, where my mother lives now, and as my sister Karen told the whole collection: “Once upon a time…” (Erase una vez)

Not always, though, to reassure Sask. Here with my sister Karen.