A JOURNEY IN HER EYES (5)

                     Day after another, the silence remained in the house of Miss L,From time to time,she used her voice in singing, or dealing with the merchants arguing them,or her dog ,or speaking loudly to God,many times to offer him thanks ,but sometimes to claim her problems, therefore she used to go to the church every week in order to find some people and families,if you went there you would find her near the door, at the last row of the church's disks, to be the first one who leave the church, to be able to salute every member of the church, you could test her by just asking her about her health. You will find then, a continuous reports ,about her last headache 10 days ago ,and she would change the subject, to tell you about the cold weather, and its diseases, if you were decent and gentile, able to keep your smiling welcoming face, perhaps she would finish her speaking, to tell you about the health of her dog ,what would stop her ,might be the departure of all the people of the church to their homes or their different purposes .  Oh,how poor was Miss L,the brightness have left her pretty eyes,instead ,you feel that the depression have lived in a deep place inside her eyes. But when the dog shouted loudly,she left every thing in a fast movement ,and went to the window,it was the post man beyond the gate of the garden shouting.   In a hurry touch she touched her robe, her hair as if to repair something, we did not know what was it, and walked as if she was running , the delighted eyes returned again ,as if it have been just reached ,from a far journey, with a welcoming smile, she saluted the post man ,thanked him,received her letter, and returned ,At the rocky entrance she was opening the letter while she reached the hall she began to read .
Dear L ,                                                                                                                                
         I had been very hesitated, before your letter,to write to you,You have encouraged me much, by your letter,because my life now ,as a lonely woman ,leads me to the depression,I hope you can find sometime, to come to pass our time together,to think about a journey, or something else to do,please replay me and do not apologize                                                                                                                          
.yours truly  C                                                                                                            
 The pretty smile returned, The activity restored, The life began to lead her, while she was writing a letter to replay her friend .      followed                            Rev. Joseph