Forty years of silence, then two flowers in one envelope: "I'm waiting for you" and "I don't have much time." Magdalena finally boards the dawn bus up the mountain to find out who has been writing to her all along.
Part 3 of 4 in The Language of Dried Flowers
Junto al horno, Magdalena sacó una foto vieja de la caja de madera. En la foto, dos niñas reían en un jardín lleno de flores. «Ese jardín estaba detrás de la casa de mi amiga», dijo.
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