Mara Isabel Carrasco Cara Chards Mr.

04/02/2011

I was at the airport, people was running from one side to another. Being used to the movement of the city I was completlely calm. My plane was supposed to take off at 10 oclock in the night. I arrived to the airport an hour early. I walked to the counter and a nice old lady checked my ticket. Your flight is delayed, itll take off at midnignt she said. I was a little bit angry but there was nothing I could do. Next to me, really weird man dropped his bag. I tried to pick it on but he seemed really mad at me so I left. Since I had nothing important to do I decided to eat something at the fast food area. I ate a really bad hamburger and then I grabbed my book and I started to read. Two hours after I took my bag and walked to gate F13. I sat on my place and turned off my celphone when the weird man sat next to me. He was about 22 years-old. But something was wrong with him. He was wearing a really expensive suit with a bow and a fancy black hat. He seemed to be very sad and lonely but at the same time his eyes were bright and had a special light. I was very intrigued so I decided to start a conversation. - Its going to be a long flight, isnt it? - Yes He answered with a rude voice. I didnt care, this man had something special and I wanted to know more about him. - So, business or pleasure? he didnt answer. - My name is Ana, Im a photographer. I lied. - Ok. I was surprised. Your name is - He seemed uncomfortable, so I stopped talking to him. The plane took off and I continued reading. Some hours after I looked inside my bag and I took a sheet of paper. It was a letter, actually it had a list written with green ink. I ticked the fourth line travel to Barcelona. I was very excited about this new adventure. I found this sheet about 3 weeks ago in my fathers diary. Since he had been dead for 23 years I decided to follow the instructions. Maybe I would find out who he was or how he died. My mother never told me. When I left the instructions in my bag, I realised the man was sleeping and he had left a notebook in the table. I couldnt resist so I took it carefully. When I oppened it I freaked out. That man had the same instructions but at the bottom of the sheet it had letter:
Dear son, I hope you had found this letter, I know Im going to die soon but I dont want more secrets in my life. Before I met your mother I was living with a nice woman and we had a doughter, Sophia. We were very happy but being a spy is not an easy job. Neither my doughter or her mom knew my real name. Actually neither did your mom. When my little girl was 2 years-old somebody threatened me and my family, so I ran away and moved to New York where I met your mom. One year after you were born and I was the happiest man in the world but I still missed my dougther. I betrayed some important people so I abandoned you and your mom. Im hidding in Barcelona. I hope someday well be together again. But if we dont I hope you follow these instructions and meet your sister. Im leaving some money and a box in the adress I wrote in number 6. Find it and share it with Sophia. Your father who always loved you, Mr. S.