And I’m going to have lots of money, because from now on I want to be rich, really rich, and I’m going to win the lottery too...
I looked at Pinkie defiantly, to show that I wasn’t happy about his interruption.
Let me finish telling you the rest ’cause there are lots of children to go.
‘So, son, you want to be a cowboy? Here’s your saddle and lasso.
You want to drive the Mangaratiba? Here’s your cap and whistle...’”
“Why a whistle, Zezé? You talk to yourself so much, you’ll end up going crazy.”
Totoca had come over to sit by me. With a friendly smile, he studied my orange tree, covered in string and beer caps.
He wanted something. “Zezé, do you want to lend me four tostões?”
“No.” “But you have it, don’t you?” “Yep.” “And you don’t want to lend it to me even though you don’t know what it’s for?”
“I’m going to become very rich so I can travel to Trás-os-Montes.”
“What’s all this about?” “Not telling.” “Well, keep it to yourself, then.”
“I will but I’m not lending you four tostões.” “You’re good at marbles. You’re a good shot.
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