CHAPTER EIGHTY

THREE FRIENDS SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR

Dalia was excited to share the news with Clara. She went to her new house and her current best friends, Linda and Sandro, were there in great excitement. Linda was looking for a place to put the flowers she had picked around the condominium, and, still unaccustomed to working in her own clothes, no longer in uniform, she did not take off the apron that Dalia had given her.

"I can't wait to have furniture in this house, Sandro. Everything is so empty," Linda commented to the man. Sandro helped her improvise a vase with a bucket, as the woman did not want to waste fresh and fragrant flowers, even though there were many scattered around the condominium.

"But I think today we will bring at least beds," Sandro agreed. The two were in the backyard of the house chosen by Dalia, and it was one of the largest there.

"Aren't you guys liking sleeping on mattresses on the floor?" Dalia surprised them. "I'm loving it, guys. The last time I slept like this was wh