Yoli was walking around the apartment closely packing small trifles. Antonio slipped through the door and tried to get to his room without his mother noticing. Unfortunately she saw him.
"So, how was school?"
Antonio turned back. "fine..."
"I'm glad your home. I need you to look through the old books and bring out the ones you don't read anymore."
Antonio groaned under the weight of his new chore. Walking past the kitchen table laden with unopened bills, he realized how much of the furniture was missing from the small apartment. He skulked back to his room and sat down in front of his bookshelf. He picked out the old books his grandfather had once had read to him, all those years ago. Then he saw his grandfather's old manuscript. He forgot that he had left it at his house a few years ago before he disappeared.
He gingerly picked it up. He could remember his grandfather giving it to him, telling him to give it to no one and to tell no one about it. He was to hold on to it for him. It had been so long since he had thought about it. For old times sake, he sat on his unmade bed and opened the yellow pages to where an old bookmark held his old progress and began to read.
"The Germanic tribe known as the Visigoths moved into Hispania and set up a rival kingdom in defiance of the Byzantine Empire in the East. The Visigothic King Roderic accepted the beliefs of the roman people in Hispania and adopted Christianity as their official religion.
Roderic chose to found the new Germanic kingdom on religious and autocratic authority. He choose to adopt Monarchy, Vassalage, slavery, and Theocracy as official policies of the Visigoths.
The Visigoths understood that they needed to expand their power over the entire peninsula if they were to compete military with the powerful Franks to the north. So they settled a new city to north called Santiago.
The Visigoths eyed the rich territory just south of their kingdom in Iberia and sent another settler there in 820 to found a new outpost called Melilla.
It was during these golden years that the Visigothic city of Toledo was flourishing.
Eventually the barbarians adopted the manners of the Roman people who once lived in Hispania and they began to call themselves Spaniards..."
"Antonio, bring me your books!!!!" Antonio forced his eyes from the page and looked up at his mother in the doorway. He dropped his grandfather's manuscript on his bed next to the pile of books he was going to let his mother sell. He got up and to yell at her that she went into his room...
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Later that night, Yoli walked into Antonio's room to collect the books. Noticing that Antonio's bed sheets were so ruffled, she went to make his bed. She didn't notice that his grandfather's book fell off the bed in the process and fell among the old books at the foot of his bookshelf.
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"Are you sure you can't give any more than that?" Yoli inquired to the merchant.
"These are hard times for all us, Señora. I can give you no more."
"Please, if you could just pay me a little more I could pay a few of my bills this month..."
"That's all I'm willing to give you for these children's books. If you want more, go somewhere else!"
Yoli relented and accepted the coins. Meekly she left the store and scuttled off toward her apartment. She didn't look back. She didn't get to see the professor's manuscript poking out beneath the pile of sold books.