GOOD OR BAD?

They entered the somewhat old house; it still smelled of paint, showing that it had been restored for them to stay in.

“This was a bad idea; better I should have stayed in the castle; it was less scary,” Ximena thought, walking across the floor that squeaked as if it were alive, and that was its way of communicating.

“Why are we hiding in this place? It would have been better on a Caribbean island, not that cold forest.” Ximena began to complain about the place.

“It's the best idea I could come up with; it will be very difficult for him to find us in this place, and even more difficult for him to come in and rescue you. Besides, I have some accounts to settle with that disgusting commander; if your husband doesn't finish it, I will do it. I usually look for ways to win in several ways.” Diego spoke without reflecting; he felt a lump in his throat from the impotence of being trampled on and having to be grateful for it.

“It is outrageous that justice does not act against some men. We h