Have you ever noticed the tapping of oysters? That tap tap they make when they propel their pearl, over and over, against their shells? Well, for Eva, those tap, taps, like the knocking of a woodpecker, or the cri, cri of crickets, meant the night was functioning… But one day… tap, tap, tap, PLOP.
Links:
[1] http://s352986993.web-inicial.es/node/23925
[2] http://s352986993.web-inicial.es/node/35528
[3] mailto:mercedesbouzobouzas@gmail.com
[4] mailto:irene.narvaleditores@gmail.com
[5] http://www.narvaleditores.com/
[6] http://www.anikaentrelibros.com/resenas/resenas-lij/t/35296-tac--tac--tac--plof/
[7] http://www.lupadelcuento.org/index.php/entidades/autor/id/MONTESER%C3%8DN,+PEPE