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Adriana, today we start a new life.

I could not organize the main events of my life

without recollecting the morning of a 3rd of December,

in which I woke up with incredible joy.

Finally recovered from a long illness that morning I was going to attend

school for the first time in my life.

While in bed, mother had tought me how to read and write.

And a few more things that seemed like magic.

Mother was also very happy.

We had managed to get a big house,

modest, but for us, tired of pensions and cheap hostels,

it was like a palace.

You are so tall now! You must be happy.

Do not take off any clothes just in case you get sick again.

Do not sit down there. It's Laura's place and she is dead.

Girls, do no talk! Silence!

You are the new one, right?

Sit down.

You are still standing?

It's Laura's place... and she died.

Shut up! I'm the only Laura here.

And I'm going to be alive for a long time.

Come closer, Adriana.

So this is the first time you attend school.

And why is that?

There were no schools where you lived before?

You don't know?

Where did you live?

In Brumal.

How is that?

Brumal.

I see... Has the cat got your tongue?

Girls, today we start with geography.

Okay, Adriana, show me in the map where you used to live.

A good place.

I'm not surprise there were no school in your village.

-Stupid... you fell asleep -Did it hurt?

It was great.

Even though I was little,

I understood that the unfair treatment I got

did not stem from the occasional evil of a teacher,

nor from the innocent cruelty of a bunch of boring and vain girls.

The difference was inside me, and if I went to get rid of future insults,

I should make an effort and learn the codes of a world I didn't know.

I told you I can't wait any longer. I don't care if the procedure is slow.

I need it now.

They can wait but the house's rent doesn't wait for anyone.

Are you my lawyer or my brothers' lawyer?

Sell the land, sell them to whoever you want.

But do not forget that in the meantime I won't renounce to my money.

There's nothing more to say.

Tell them I expect my money every month.

Family...

Mom, do you want to learn Joan of Arc's story I learned it today in school?

Joan of Arc at age thirteen believe to have heard angelic voices

That ordered her to help the French Dauphin and save France,

which had been threatened by the English.

Dressed as a man and leading a small army,

attacked the English and won the battle. Once the Dauphin was released

and crowned as Charles the VII, she was abandoned by her people.

She was sold and died, burnt.

Do you know why they burnt her even if she was a saint?

Because she said she was a saint but everyone knew that she was a witch.

Look, Teresita!

Teresita invited me to have a snack at her place this afternoon, can I go?

Of course, invite her next Sunday.

I'm going to deliver the linen.

Hi, Felix.

Are you coming from church?

What did the priest tell you?

Nothing... Well he said that working on Sunday is a sin.

Tell him to practise what he preaches.

Good morning... Sorry... Adriana!

Come to see the things Felix is painting.

I didn't know you were an artist.

It's only a doll. I tried to make it more human but I can't do it.

I think you did it... Ok, we need to go, Adriana!

Thank him, let's go.

By the way, lady I'd love to paint a portrait of you.

Me? I can't afford paying you.

I didn't talk about money, you'd do me a favour.

What do you think, Adriana?

Yes, Teresita told me that her mother got a big photo,

so that, when she dies, everyone will be able to remember her.

Well, after all it's not a bad idea Thank you, good day.

Are you leaving?

Your mother has a visitor.

Mom doesn't have a dress like that...

It's a pity because she looks good like that.

And that's not our couch.

I thought you had to study.

I already did it.

RE-CA-RE-DO

RE-CA-DE-RO

Don't you want more coffee?

No.

Come on, it's good.

Another day. Why don't you drink it?

And with lots of sugar!

Really, it was a surprise...

I don't know how you could locate me.

What you are trying to do is absurd.

When I left I made myself crystal-clear.

I have nothing to do with you.

I have no family.

You are forgetting that I'm sure husband's sister.

No, I don't forget. He was my husband but he died.

-Now are happy here, very happy. -I'd like to see the child.

Impossible, Adriana is not back from school yet.

What a pity. I was curious to know if she still remembers me.

Do you tell her from time to time about her aunt Rebeca.

No, you know very well why we left, you don't exist for us anymore.

It's delicious.

I think I made myself clear.

I'm sorry you took such a long trip,

but the child is happy here.

Adriana is from Brumal. And you are not eternal.

Who was that?

Nobody.

I live alone with my mother in a house that is a bit cold during the winter.

My mother sews at thome and this is why we have visitors.

Every Sunday I go to church and sometimes my mother takes me to the park.

I was once sick,

and my mother did not separate from me so that nothing would happen to me.

When I woke up in the morning she was asleep sitting on a chair.

My mother worries about me but she doesn't speak a lot.

I think she's a bit sad, sometimes I don't understand her.

But I know she loves me and I love her.

With my mother I have learned

that you may love what you don't understand.

Words are unnecessary, we are all touched by your relationship.

She'll get the writing prize. She got it thanks to her effort

and her capacity to make her feelings clear.

Girls. Let's start with the following month.

You can choose between an afternoon in the countryside...

What are those numbers?

-Money. -Our money?

Yes, as soon as we sell the land.

From Brumal?

Why don't we go to Brumal?

You wouldn't like it.

All the girls go to a small town on vacation.

The land is not in Brumal. It's in Casas de Mar.

Where?

Where I was born.

Casas de Mar...

Look, I went to Brumal and your father and I got married.

Before that I had never gone even though I knew it existed.

The people from Brumal when to Casas de Mar once a year.

You also did it. I don't know if you remember...

It's been such a long time.

They came in carriages with their best outfits.

It was their celebration.

That's how I met your father. Tall, dark-skinned, handsome.

He looked like you.

We fell in love as soon as we met.

I was a little girl.

I was following the parade to the beach and I looked at them.

Your father kept looking at me. I wanted to get closer but I didn't dare.

It was him who came to me. We'd see each other hiding.

I had to wait for a long time to get married.

I did it when there was no one that could tell me what to do.

My family never forgave me for going to Brumal.

Maybe they were right. When your father died

It was as though I woke up from a dream.

Suddenly I was out of place,

and Brumal appeared in all its misery before my eyes.

But that's an old story.

Now the important thing is to sell the land.

And we'll be rich?

A bit more and you'll go to college.

We need to think about what degree you'll study.

Law, medicine, history... Yes, history.

You've always liked history.

Adriana!

How did it go Teresita?

Horrible, as usual.

Listen, we are going to the cinema this afternoon. You want to come?

Sure. Call me later.

Are you going home? I'll give you a lift.

They're calling you.

I think it's Teresa.

Are you going out?

Mine is worse.

He doesn't prohibit anything my brother does what he wants.

But as soon as I go out with a boy there are only issues.

He's jealous.

Adriana, you're really lucky not having a father.

Well, I need to go. Sorry.

You didn't get mad for what she said about your father. It wasn't in a bad way.

Of course it wasn't.

No, they are waiting for me.

I'm sure it's Miguel.

I thought we were spending all afternoon together.

After that unless we coincide in a library or writing an encyclopedia...

The truth is that I don't see myself as a teacher, nor doing anything else.

Come on, is she crazy?

Choosing today to light the chimney for the first time.

If she wants to get rid of old stuff,

she should leave them in the street, like everyone does.

Mother! Are you home?

It was Rebeca's will after her death

that her ring now belongs to her niece Adriana.

Leave that ring alone! I don't want to see it.

History degree.

Thank you, my child.

Do you know what time is it?

You fell asleep again Mother, mother!

Dad, did you finish with the box?

How beautiful it is.

Take care of it, my child.

-In our hiding place. -With all my treasures.

He fell asleep. She fell asleep.

That same night I decided to start a new life.

Far from the house, from the neighborhood,

from memories.

I had no one and that knowledge, made me feel strange.

Sadness, puzzlement and, at the same time a feeling of freedom,

that at times scared me.

I moved to the other side of town to a sunny and spacious apartment.

Mother, as though she had foreseen her departure had saved some money.

All she couldn't afford when she lived I could have it now, after she died.

Often, and during the first days, solitude became unbearable.

And this is how, without realizing, most likely trying to fill time

I made of the kitchen my favourite place.

I liked to combine different elements, try new things.

Soon what began as pure entertainment became my true occupation.

Paloma, could you bring those letters?

Certainly, your recipes are not very orthodox.

This is precisely why you are successful.

Even though the status quo tries to silence you...

Thank you, Paloma.

You can't say the same thing about our readers.

In yesterday's meeting we even thought about giving you your own mailbox.

But we settled on something better. Would you like to have a radio show?

I'd love it.

And the soup is ready to be served. But don't throw away the bones,

they will be used to prepare a delicious fish soup with no fish.

Eduardo this is Teresa. She's a teacher. She's visiting me for a few days.

Hello Teresa. How are you?

-Do you live here? -No.

-You don't want to eat anything? -No,thanks, I'm not hungry.

I don't think that wrinkles have anything to do with age.

So show your age when you go to the fair and no one wants to crash your car,

until a person did and then he said "sorry, ladies." Then you feel old.

Do you like my party?

Now is when I like it.

Have you thought about what I proposed to you?

What?

To write a book.

I don't know if I'm capable of doing it.

I'll have to convice you, can I?

In our show, one more surprise.

Here is Adriana.

Many of you may know her due to her recipes in the radio.

Maybe you imagine her like an old lady with silver hair, but that's not the case.

Adriana is wise, indeed, but... Here is Adriana.

Adriana came tonight to make a proposal.

Thank you.

I want to write a book but I need you for that.

I want old recipes,

transmitted generation after generation,

and those things you made one day, by chance.

Even if you think that cuisine is not important, it's an art and science.

And you may be able to enrich it by collaborating.

I told you I'd convince you.

Hello.

Wait a second.

Adriana? Are you there or not? We have dinner tonight, okay?

It was strange: that strawberry jam didn't taste like anything else.

It was the most tasty jam I had ever tried.

It was for sure strawberry jam,

but I could guarantee it had no strawberries at all.

Brumal...

Lady...

Are you asking about Brumal?

Yes.

Some people knew it with that name, there were a few families.

I don't know if there's anyone left.

Good day.

I'm the priest here.

My name is Adriana.

You may think it's strange that there's a priest for such a small parish.

Bureaucracy. Also this church is very valuable.

You may be also surprised that an inexperienced priest is in a place like this

so far away from everything.

Things were different before. Brumal used to be very lively.

Now there's almost no one. Old people, but very good people.

This is my house.

Do you want to come in? I'll prepare a hot dish for you.

Sit down.

Sorry but we are not used to have visitors.

No one knows Brumal.

No one comes to Brumal. It's as though it'd not exist.

But does it exist?

Forgive me. I'm a bit confused.

I was born here but I left when I was a child.

My mother was born in Casas de Mar but when my father died, we left.

-She didn't want to come back. -That doesn't surprise me.

Me neither.

My mother never felt at home in this village.

I meant that I don't think it's strange that you were born here.

Only the Brumal children come back.

Who would stand this weather otherwise?

I see you've not recovered yet. Wait, just a moment.

Don't worry. I'm fine.

It's funny. Even though it may sound strange, I have the feeling I was happy here

Try this. It's one of our specialties.

It's roses liquor.

You may think how difficult is to cultivate roses in this land.

I'm a cook and the other day I got a very strange pot.

-It was strawberry jam but.. -That's normal here.

Very seldom you'll find people who have been

so badly mistreated by nature and made something out of it.

In a way it's as though they'd possess a hermetic wisdom, from parents to children,

and preserved thanks to their own isolation.

That's very interesting. Believe me.

Are you trying to tell me that those old men are wise?

It depends what you mean by wisdom.

I hope not to bother you. I'm sure you've got things to do.

On the contrary, I have very few chances to speak with the civilized world.

Here what you can't do one day you can do it the following day.

Don't you miss what you call "civilization"?

I needed it more when I was inside it.

I don't get it.

It's very simple, as a child I felt I was strange, different from the other children.

I couldn't explain why but I was afraid the others would notice,

and I tried my best to be like them.

I managed to do it. But I was who I was and even if I tried I couldn't fool myself.

Then I travel, I lived with men with very different beliefs and costumes.

And you found what you were looking for?

Not yet. But I know I'll end being happy here.

Are you talking about happiness? Earthly happiness?

A moment ago you were recollecting your childhood and you said the word "happiness".

Yes, but I was only a child.

Nonetheless, you remember the feeling.

Then you can live it again.

We are getting very serious.

I don't have many opportunities to talk like we are talking now.

That's an advantage in Brumal: we like talking, we have time for everything.

I think I finished off your liquor.

I feel a bit dizzy.

I need to leave.

You can't go yet.

Not without seeing what really interests you.

Strawberry jam.

Put this on so that your dress doesn't get dirty.

Follow me.

Our secret language.

A language our parents and grandparents played with when they were children.

And our grandparent's grandparents.

The children's songs for which I wasn't Adriana but Anairda.

Inverted writing in the mirror...

A forgotten skill to play with the sounds of words,

that we didn't know we could write.

I was overwhelmed by a tender emotion.

The loft had became a chest full of memories.

The attic where there are lots of lovable and magical recollections.

Brumal's wisdom. Brumal's jam.

But time had passed by.

My life was now hundreds of kilometres away.

Everything okay?

Yes.

She's staying with me. Don't worry.

Mother!

They found her on a road fifteen days ago,

without any identification and the body full of bruises.

She said incomprehensible things and she was very agitated.

She's better now. We didn't call you before because she didn't have any identification.

She didn't give us any data either.

Thanks, doctor. I'll take care of her.

Look, she needs to rest and a long time without drinking.

Excuse me, what?

We don't know what happened and I don't think she knows either.

If you need to talk...

No.

As you wish. I'm taking you home. To my home.

No.

Take me to my home.

Please.

I promised to take care of you.

Understand it. They haven't left me alone for a single moment.

Okay. I give you a week.

After that we'll take a trip, a cruise, do you feel like doing it?

Thank you.

I'll go up with you.

Don't worry, I'm fine.

Okay, I'll call you later.

We said one week.

As you wish.

Thanks. I've always dreamed about a sea journey.

I'm sorry. Brumal is not in any diocese.

And, a different name?

It's 20 kilometres from Casas de Mar.

Maybe it's the same priest.

Yes, most certainly.

Here it is. But this is not the person you described.

The priest of Casas de Mar is my age.

He'll turn eighty this month.

Thank you.

Who is it?

-There's no one here. -Close the door then!

I'm not from Brumal.

Teresita says that her mother got a large painting.

So that when she dies, everyone will be able to remember her.

Hello?

Were you sleeping?

No, of course not.

We depart tomorrow, right?

That was the deal, are you happy?

Very happy. I'll start packing now.

Go to bed early. Tomorrow I'll pick you up early.

For you.

Despite how horrific is to remember Brumal,

I need to recognize that it was there,

where my home used to be,

that I felt that sweet and strange feeling for the first time.

The certainty that when I was a child,

I had enjoyed something close to "happiness".

Help me!

Help me, help me...

Stupid, you never understood anything, mother.

You confused our children's games

with something powerful and unmentionable you wanted to run away from.

You thought that dressing inside out you were invoking some danger.

Children's games, mother.

Innocent, inoffensive children's games.

Your tricks didn't work.

Because the curse was inside me.

In your beloved Adriana.

Despicably taken away from her world.

Forced to share your mediocrity.

Unable to enjoy one of life's sides.

Something I was rightfully entitled, the most tasty side of life.

The incomparable side of life.

But Adriana stops existing in this very moment.

You are dead and buried.

Anairda!