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Character of the Week: Doña Juana ("Dear mother, forgive me) Summary of Mensin64

Doña Juana.

WRITTEN BY: HERSOL NAVARRO

Performed by Mexican actress Ana Martin.

widow Juana Juarez, was a woman who is dedicated to their children in body and soul, since her husband died. His character is sometimes strong and sometimes sweet, ahce worthy of being a good woman. very religious and temple, rpe attached to the moral life and morals

Despite a difficult task, Joan knew how to instill the values \u200b\u200band responsibilities to a life of dignity and scruples. Their children, Rebecca, Fatima and Gustavo are his life. Believing that

Fatima, her task as mother just when she married, Jane realizes that her daughter is not well emotionally, and that makes it prey de los sentimientos mas bajos…

Por su hija Rebeca, siente admiración, pues de los tres ha sido ella quien ha estudiado una carrera. Pero sus esperanzas por seguir con ese orgullo, la hace débil tras descubrir que su hija…resulto ser la amante de su propio jefe. Ahora trata de intervenir para que deje ese amor que solo le traerá sufrimientos y una mala reputación.

Y por ultimo…gus, el único varoncito. Aun no sabe lo que el joven le guarda, pero no será tan pequeño como el de sus hermanas.

Juana deberá aprender a que sus hijos, ya adultos, manejan un estilo de vida, al cual, ella se niega a ver, porque pese a que son otros tiempos, siempre la moral y las buenas customs, and above all be worth it to unscrupulous happiness.
Gloria Amparo
It says (reading) on \u200b\u200bDoña Juana: "Doña Juana, an excellent mother who later took her three sons fighting hard, but poor now wonder what I did wrong? You reproach herself believing that she is to blame for what is now happening to their children, but not, what happens is that although their children have been raised with good values, love is so, we set traps and requires us to do things not too correct to say, I just hope you relax and take it easy, because if I'm very worried for some time, do not go for a infarction, would be something terrible and their children could not live with his conscience. "

To read" Dear mother, forgive me, "written by Hersol Navarro:
http://www.network54. com/Forum/659948 /

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Mensin64, foronovelas reader, made his brief reflection about what it meant in 2010 in foronovelas.

I am totally new to this world of foronovelas and I confess that until now I've only read the couple ff Sarita and Franco de PDG, which fascinated me at this moment I am reading LOVED A WOMAN of ruidoblanco86 until the end of Nachita, both of Nachita precious though it is very sad but very beautiful, she's a restart after a while and is going to post anything that pleased me a lot, because it is a real hurts those who stay to finish, filling impotence. Thanks to all of you who make possible that this world of foronovelas not die.

Source:

Sub-forum "Reports of foronovelas"

http://webnovelasrenzo.creatuforo.com/el-resumen-del-2010 en-tema722.html foronovelas

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Too Far

Today I have posted a micorrelato Nanoediciones: Too far

This micro so I started writing on 25 November for the contest Theseus I mentioned in the previous post, but ultimately did not want to compete with him and chose to write that I have hanging on the previous entry.

The beautiful cover is by Julius, publisher of Nanoediciones.

Hope you like it, I leave the link: Too far

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After Crime

This is the story that I've been second : D in the V Competition Microstories Theseus. The contest is to write a short story response organizer to a question in this case was: Why Spain disappeared from the map?

And this was my response, a small tribute to one of my favorite writers: Agatha Christie.

AFTER CRIME

"Mr. Maplethorpe has already been arrested - Hastings said with satisfaction as he sat with his friend on the terrace of Hotel Duchamp, waterfront, in a village in the French Riviera. How did you discover?

Poirot carefully threw seven tablespoons of sugar in the coffee before looking up. The day was so clear that they were far off the coast of Spain.

"It was you who gave me the track, mon ami , when I said Mademoiselle Grant never wears high heels. Madame Peters would have noticed a detail like that, so let Monsieur only on suspicion of murdering Maplethorpe Professor Grant. Had the opportunity, but I wanted the grounds, had been friends since childhood and apparently got along well. Only when I discovered that Monsieur Maplethorpe was related to Russian agents began to have everything clear. The possibility that the experiments of Professor Grant had arrived in unsuitable hands ... It was very close, Hastings, but Monsieur Maplethorpe had not Poirot's gray cells. Poirot

stirred his coffee with a smile of satisfaction on his face. Hastings looked at the sea, the wind began to blow hard. Liked. Everything had gone well.

- And the Colonel Race? Do not eat breakfast with us today?

"The colonel left this morning Early in his airplane. The experiments of Professor Grant should be in a safe place and Colonel owns land in Africa where you can store and hide them so they do not pose a danger to anyone.

Hastings lounging in the chair, facing the sea.

"I think I'll go see Miss Grant this evening, you feel very alone since the death of his uncle.

Poirot smiled to himself at the words of his friend.

"Sure he appreciates all his comfort. It has a nice hair Mademoiselle Grant. Have you noticed, Hastings? He asked, knowing the preference I felt his friend for the ladies redheads, Hastings coughed.

"Yeah ... I guess ... I have not noticed," he said, not wanting to admit his interest in it.

A waiter then arrived with a telegram for Poirot, who opened it and read it carefully, her smiling face suddenly became rigid, her lips tightened.

- What Poirot?

- Mon dieu! Is ... Colonel Race. Have you had an accident when flying over Spain. There was a very strong storm and his plane has crashed. There are no survivors ...

- What a disgrace! Poor Colonel Race!

- is worse, Hastings! Can not you see? The special solvent Professor Grant! Scattered, scattered by the wind. Did not see what he could do a single drop of that liquid? The colonel had a whole barrel.

Alarmed, Poirot stood up and told the horizon in the distance, the coasts of Spain began to disappear.

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