A ray of sun had looked timidly through my window. I decided to get up to use it for the duration. We were going into the winter and any warmth that made me remember the spring, was welcome. When I opened the door, I found my grandmother cutting the warm bread and butter smearing. In the background a pileup on the fire with a little milk. A smile crossed my cool face, I was doing my favorite breakfast, which I did every time I went to sleep at home. Toast and milk tea. "Thank you Grandma're the best! - I cried. She responded as only a grandmother knows how to do: looking into your eyes, those eyes that shine a youth that is not there, eyes that shine for someone else, who are always attentive eyes. Eyes filled with love, wisdom, love and containment. The second I ran into the yard, jumping and chasing the dog. Once outside, I approached the largest palm in my life seen. A few feet from her was a lemon. Typical Lemon of your grandmother's house, which gives the best lemons and has the best arms for hanging trinkets. There, lay a small bird nest, bird never knew what it was, I only know that the movie seemed, had a blue mixture of black and some white. It was extraordinarily beautiful. I got a bench for a closer view. I put it just below the nest, and stood on it. There were the two small eggs, little ones like those of a quail. I was fascinated, I could not wait for the mini birds come out of there. I was so excited I did not hear my grandmother say that he was going be my breakfast. Once I heard, got off the bench reckless, and without thinking, I clung to the branch to which locust jump. - No, what I did?! - I thought instantly. I turned around and one of the eggs was crashed on the floor. The tears began to accumulate in my eyes, do not know what to do, I felt tremendous guilt, I had thrown those poor eggs. A gushing tears rolled down my cheeks. I ran inside to tell her what had happened to my grandmother. I cried like I had broken knee, desperate for solace. My grandmother was not there, had gone out to run errands only was my grandfather. Without thinking twice, ran to him to tell him what happened. My grandfather, with no trace of touch in his soul, with all its decrepit body that was supported by a wheelchair, the only thing he said to his granddaughter was six years.

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