Chapitre 17: I FOUND WHERE TO LIVE FROM NOW ON

Amaranta began to walk in the direction of the bookstore.

When she saw Amaranta enter the bookstore, her grandmother walked anxiously toward her.

Upon arriving at the store, she saw her grandmother chatting with Madame Sáenz, her grandmother immediately asked about her. — «Amaranta, how was it for you?» —

Helping her grandmother to the rocking chair, Amaranta responded, "Grandma, it's still too early to tell. One of the judges said that the list of shortlisted applicants will be published on the notice board within three days. —The grandmother was very worried at the idea of having to stay in the capital city for three more days.

However, aware that it was Amaranta's life, she decided that she should endure it for the sake of her granddaughter.

Although Madame Sáenz had kindly allowed her and her grandmother to stay at the bookstore the night before, Amaranta felt they should find a place to stay that afternoon. He would feel terrible if they made Madame Sáenz more uncomfortable.

«Mrs. Sáenz, thank you for being so kind and letting us stay here last night. "In a short time, I'm going to go out and look for another place to stay, we've already bothered her for a long time."

Madame Saenz smiled warmly, her thin eyebrows perfectly complementing her dazzling eyes. She was as elegant as a beautiful orchid.

Madame Sáenz was in her early forties, but her face was exquisitely made up and she looked very good. However, the side profile of her was especially attractive.

«You don't need to go looking for a place to stay. Coincidentally, in the near future, I will have to leave to attend to some matters, so you can stay here in the bookstore temporarily!"

Madame Sáenz got up from her seat and took Amaranta and her grandmother Mary to the patio at the back of the bookstore.

It was only when they reached the backyard that Amaranta discovered that there was an apartment in the back of the store. Madame Sáenz was undoubtedly a woman who loved and lived life passionately. She opened the connecting door between the bookstore and the backyard, which showed a small garden of flowering plants, bushes, and trees.

As it was spring, the flowering plants were constantly emitting the fragrance of spring.

Located at the back of the store was a very beautiful little townhouse apartment.

Perhaps because it had not been lived in for a long period of time, the floor seemed a little dirty.

«Amaranta, you and your grandmother would have to organize this place and make it habitable. And, if you want to cook your own meals, you may need to buy some kitchen utensils.

Amaranta was surprised when she saw the place at first glance, she discovered that it had an American-style kitchen, dining room and a bathroom on the first floor and on the upper floor two bedrooms and another full bathroom. Amaranta looked at Madame Sáenz with delight. — «Thank you, for everything you do for us, Mrs. Sáenz.»

«There is no need to thank me. If you weren't here, I would have to close the bookstore every time I need to go away on business. Don't even think about paying me rent. "I won't pay you a salary, either, for helping me with the store." She said these words to Amaranta as a joke.

Amaranta was moved to tears. As a visitor to such a large, strange city, she felt very blessed to have met such a kind and kind-hearted person.

Madame Sáenz's kindness filled Amaranta's heart with warmth, like the warm summer wind. — «Mrs. Sáenz, you are a good person. Let me buy you dinner tonight, I know it is little compared to what you are offering me, but it is with all my heart.

"Dear. Why don't you start cleaning the place? This place hasn't been lived in for over two years and in that time I think it has collected too much dust, and I'm not sure if some of these items are still usable. If they are not usable, just leave them outside, and I will send someone to pick them up so they can be taken to the bins! "

Amaranta found a container, brush, and a cloth and began to clean with pleasure. There was absolutely nothing wrong with the structure of the two-story house, just sturdily built, it was perfect, for her and her grandmother Mary.

Amaranta got wrapped up in cleaning it and lost track of time. Fortunately, Madame Saenz had ordered some takeout food to be delivered to the house.

«Amaranta, stop working for now and come eat something, your grandmother and I are waiting for you!» —At Madame Sáenz's words, Amaranta feels a little embarrassed. Madame Sáenz, who was standing at the door and looking inside, noticed that Amaranta was a fast and efficient worker, as the house seemed to be close to being fit for living.

"You really are a fast worker," she commented.

«I just did a general cleaning and

Tidy up the house.

It was one in the afternoon when the three women sat down to eat on the patio. It was a beautiful day. The warm rays of the sun shone on them, making them feel comfortable and warm.

Amaranta, seeing Mrs. Sáenz next to her, thought about her mother, about the generation that her mother lived in when she was young, there were only black and white photographs, and she only had one photo of her. However, that photo had been lost.

To date, Amaranta had no memory or image of her mother at all.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration of her to say that she couldn't recognize her own mother even if she were standing right in front of her.

She wasn't sure why, but Amaranta, I felt like Mrs. Sáenz was her mother, she wanted to have a person she could trust, to whom she could tell her problems and ask for her opinions.

Inside his soul, he felt as if he were seeing what perhaps was his real mother.