Teegaa

Monday The Fernández-Carriedo mansion was nothing you have ever seen before. It was an exclusive Mediterranean paradise towered by a vast, prosperous tomato vineyard near the sea. Even the most fastidious of tastes wouldn't refuse to live there. The golden sun embraced the earth, unwrapping another day. You venerated the splendid scenery as you ran around the garden with your Tío Antonio's five little children. "Carlos, be careful!" You reminded the three-year-old Spanish-Mexican. He scrambled to his feet and chased Corazon, his four-year-old sister. Rafael, Elena and Miguel played hide-and-seek. This was your punishment for being groun