The New Red Riding Hood (English Version) [COMPLETED]

RED 4

The Dodge Dart was parked at the corner of Grandma's building. I thought "The Wolf" would be visiting someone who lived on the same block. I went upstairs in the grandmother's apartment. It's open, she told me in a voice more guttural than usual.

After the death of Celia Cruz, the grandmother gave her Celia Cruz delirium. She wore improbable wigs, fancy dresses and shouted "Azucar" with her lifetime hoax founder, dancing oddly in high heels. She was tested for alzheimer's, cerebral arteriosclerosis, and the other variants of senile dementia. It was negative in everything. So there was no way to make it moderate, Grandma's parties were wild.

I pushed the door, the apartment was in shadow. I could see the silhouette of the grandmother sitting on the wicker chair that looked like a peacock. She was wearing her Chinese lifter and a wig attached, she smoked with her long pitillette up. I'm not surprised to find her like this.

What I find unheard of was that the cigarette gave off a gentle mentholy aroma, the grandmother was addicted to the skinless unfiltered since the age of 16. I told her that my mother had sent some cakes to her, she beckoned me to put them on the dining table. I did so and headed for the peacock chair to scrutinize her well. Then I noticed the fluorescence of the shirt she wore under the lifter and the bowling shoes.

My hair stood on end.