She lost one of the buttoms of her coat while she was preparing to leave. Outside was rainy and cold in the street, so nothing could happen. She continued walking to Harry's house. Hanna was his best friend and when she learnt about Harry's story she wanted to support him. When Hanna arrived she saw that Harry was crying outside because he knew the truth about his parents who had a double life.His mother was a strange woman. She had a beautifyl figure, the kind you can see in the cover of models magazines. She was fair skinned; here hair was deep black, gently waving, up to her shoulders, like a cascade in dark unruly waves, with chocolate brown eyes. She was smart and cunning. She looked like a perfect wife and a perfect mother.
Harry’s father was a distinguished man among his friends and a perfect husband. A nice person, who had an unconditional love to his wife and his family. He always wore a simple, elegant suit and took care of his appearance.
He usually gave presents to his wife. One day he bought a beautiful red coat with three golden buttons and gave it to here because it was their anniversary.
Some days later she arrived very late home. She put here coat over a chair and she went to sleep.
Harry woke up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. He paid attention to the red coat. He noticed that on button was missing.
The next morning, when his father went to his job, Harry and his mother were having breakfast when somebody knocked at the door. It was Harry´s father’s friend.
Harry saw that this man was talking with her mother and gave something to her. When he realized that what was the thing that the man had given to his mother, he kept in silence.
He waited for his father and when his father returned Harry said to him: She lost one of the buttoms of her coat.
She knew that it would be a disaster when she gets home. Oh! Only thinking about these evil eyes staring at the missing button made her shiver. Who was to blame? “Only me!” she cried.
The next five minutes were full of strategies but she had no doubt that there was no way out. She knew by heart all the pain that losing a button will cost her.
Ten minutes later, there she was in front of the evil eyes as expected. Staring. She felt condemned at once. A terrible scream started the endless punishment.
In despair, as the evil eyes came closer and closer, she found the button in her pocket by chance. “Here it is! Here it is! I have it!” she mumbled.
She had the strangest epiphany in her short life. Closing her eyes tightly she threw the button away, hoping her mother and her evil eyes would run after it. Actually, she did. And she ran furiously straight to the wall because she was arriving late to school. Her day had been horrible and she was tired.
That day, her mother had bought a new sweater that it had cost $100.000 but her mother didn´t want to lend it to anybody.
That´s why she wanted to grab it and take it to show her friends. Then she caught it because her mother was working and didn´t notice.
At the end of class, she ran to house but she stumbled on the way and she lost a button from her mother's sweater when she was coming from school.
Groups in order (phrases in bolt indicate connecting sentences used by two groups):
- Romina Sandoval and Belén Peirano
- María Belén Brea Aguirre and Carlos Rojas
- Verónica Fernández and Lucía Rivero Boni
- Nahir Milla and Catalina Alonso
