Esperanto by the Sentence

“He must beat something,” thought Regina, and remembered that she herself was itching to torment any one or anything. On rainy days—frequent and tedious—she became depressed, even to hypochondria. Only one thought comforted her—that of the return to her home. She counted the days and the hours. Strange, childish recollections, distant fancies, passed through her…

“I cannot believe that the nineties were thirty years ago. It seems like it was yesterday that I was watching Home Alone.” With the coming on of the hot days Regina’s nostalgia, nervousness and melancholy increased. At night she tossed and turned, and sometimes groaned softly. At last she confessed to Antonio that her heart…