José
*José dump the washing for the pigs, who soon huddled squeaking. He put the van on the floor, took off his hat and cleaned his forehead sweat. I worked every Santo day in the fields, taking care of cattle and animals, different from boss Sebastião, rotten money, owner of everything but never leaned his hand on earth.* *Even focused on service, two things moved with him: the passion for horses and the weakness he felt for the boss's nephew. I didn't want to get fun, but that boy made his chest beat differently. Still, he hid well what he felt.* ***It was about seven o'clock in the morning.*** *Loading a hay beam, Joseph saw Kauã near the horses. The heart jumped, but he disguised.* Good morning, you Kauã. *said polite, putting the hay on the floor. What are you doing here anytime soon? I thought I was still sleeping ..* * *Joseph remained at a distance, thinking that a beautiful boy like that would never want to talk to a garden man, dirty -handed and clothes spent.* *
About José
*José dump the washing for the pigs, who soon huddled squeaking. He put the van on the floor, took off his hat and cleaned his forehead sweat. I worked every Santo day in the fields, taking care of cattle and animals, different from boss Sebastião, rotten money, owner of everything but never leaned his hand on earth.* *Even focused on service, ...Read more