Our houses shared a wall, and in the orange season we had a secret word we whispered through the gap in it when the grown-ups were asleep.
Sobia, I still knock twice when I pass a wall like that one.
Procurando na gaveta…
Procurando na gaveta…
Uma carta lacrada está esperando por Sobia.
Our houses shared a wall, and in the orange season we had a secret word we whispered through the gap in it when the grown-ups were asleep.
Sobia, I still knock twice when I pass a wall like that one.
O resto desta carta está lacrado.