Another conversation with Daniel.

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Daniel came this morning (he did not say he was sleeping out so I just put on the alarm at dusk). He had not had breakfast and neither had I so I asked him to have breakfast with me although there was only some hot dog bread, too sweet for my taste. He went into the fridge (now he knows better than I what we have) took out some tortillas and asked me if I wanted one. I did. He added a rather miserable tomato we had left and some beautiful fresh basil leaves. I offered him a special mixture of chocolate and coffee that have for Tania. There and then he asked me if I wanted him out of my house immediately or not. Sh*T! That boy does not understand Spanish or gestures or anything! I am not throwing him out as in kicking him out. I want him to find a place more according to his way of living and I want to be left alone in peace with my age problems. Tania got a lot of cardboard boxes when we went to the supermarket last week. I told him that if he will take all that junk to his place in the south, he should put everything in boxes and throw away what he does not need. I hope he will eventually go without my losing him as a grandson. Friends, life is difficult!!!