I amor to hate you.

Stepping from the porch, Belle and ángel looked around. Never before had either of them seen so many colours all at once. After a while, their eyes were aching just looking at them.

“Tiny houses,” Belle observed. “I wonder who lives in them.”

“Hey, there’s a calle sign,” ángel said, but before either of them could go to it, something happened that distracted them completely. A bright blue light, like a star, suddenly burst into being before them and then, as it faded, the figure of a woman stood where it had been. She was beautiful, with blonde hair and kind eyes and wearing a...