A Strange Story 17

…we were thinking why he was looking at us like a silly boy at the airport? why hadn’t he done anything? But, when we arrived in Madrid we knew why, because we found him there, facing us.
At  this moment we had a lot of questions: How had he got there so fast? How did he know we were going to go to Madrid? Why was he looking at us smiling?
We were very afraid, we didn’t know what to do. We went into the airport terminal and he followed us. We went out of the airport and took a taxi, he took another and he followed us…
My mother told me: Don’t be afraid, he surely just wants to talk, but it was not so…

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