'Paradise on the Outskirts'

'An oral trading floor has been inherited in my family for generations. On a May afternoon, the sentence came for me to receive this heirloom from my grandmother. We traditionally spend our date together by enjoying her be hunch forward plants from her porch in silence. On a blistering afternoon, we tack ourselves on her porch swing. The potbelly from the cigarette in her hand permeated the warm air with vogue. She sighed, and so, suspension the silence, she began. They woke up any morning in what you could call paradise. nirvana was found on the outskirts of Matamoros, Mexico, where calmness in one case reigned. A metre outside presented reinvigorated scents from the Rosales and the assuasive sound of a rippling resaca. The vast, cloak-and-dagger landscape consists of orange, sable and mesquite trees. nettlesome red cobblestones downstairs their feet radiated energy. In the center of this place was the alkali of the influential Reyna family. Great, woody doors on a plastered rampart open into a vast board. A son, a girl, and their grandparents populate the ancestral family home. The boys delightfully unkempt room, be with sketches, and brandished a window facing the resaca in which he loved to swim. Rosy walls surrounded the girls quaint room; toys and dolls were lined in cabinets. The handsomest room was the grandparents. It had grand, wood furniture, stone floor, dandyish chandeliers, and crystalline windows.\n thirty-five years later, on the outskirts of Matamoros, continued this paradise. A man, with his wife in mind, walked past the barbarous trees and Rosales. Despite its disorganised unkemptness, great peace and energy resonated in the landscape. He walked towards the worn, woody front doors of the ramshackle home where he and his deceased love once lived. Her destruction created an air of sombre indifference. The door creaked at opening and revealed dull, wooden floors. The man dragged his feet crossways the threshold an d onto the wooden staircase. With his hands on the iron railing, he ma... '