The Lost World Solitaire

By Billy Rosado

This novel is based on real events that are happening every day in our world. I hope the people who read it, especially the youth, can learn to live day by day in peace and harmony, and to those who are out of the law, may they catch a better way of life and not get involved in drugs or gangs and learn to treat all human beings with respect, and for the couples to learn to respect. I hope someone likes the novel and wants to learn more of what is happening today.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Apr 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781504900096

Billy Rosado

Mi nombre es Billy rosado nacido en Guaynabo puerto rico, naci el día once de abril de 1945. Mis padres, lamentable ya no están conmigo, mi padre se llamaba Jacinto Rosado, mi madre Francisca Guerra, fueron para mí los mejores padres del mundo. Estudié en las escuelas de Puerto Rico, vine a este país a los diecisiete años, primero a Nueva York, viví en Brooklyn, New Jersey. Tuve los mejores trabajos, fui tapicero fui supervisor en el aeropuerto de Newark New jersey, en Connecticut, fui técnico de beepers, y celulares, y computadoras. Mis padres ya no están pero me dieron los mejores valores, y por eso los tengo en un pedestal, solo me queda una hermana y dos hermanos que estamos bien unidos, mi hermano mayor tampoco está conmigo pero lo recuerdo mucho.

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Contents

!! The World is Lost!!

!! The story of Billy Rosado Thought !!

Title Unknown road the solitarie

My thought

My biography

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My name is Jose I live in Manhattan New York, I am a writer and I have always like to Travel. I am going to travel to clear my mind of the death of my nephew, who was involved in gangs and drugs? I want to go to an Island far from here to clear my mind. I am looking at the map and I choose Bermuda. The next day I bought the ticket for my departure. I travel to the Bermuda. I turn to the reception do you know of someone who can take me to the route to Nassau that I can trust? He approaches a person and asked can you help me? Yes I could help, ok thanks, and we took the road and here begins my journey. Along the way, the car has a problem. - He tells me I’ll go ask for help, I didn’t really know what happened, the man goes and does not return, I spend long hours waiting— and suddenly I see this woman walking- down the—sidewalk

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Jose asks are you going in this direction and as soon as he saw her he thought this woman is so beautiful and he speaks to her. He says hello how are you, and she looks at— him and replied; --I’m fine and you? I never had- seen you around this neighborhood. Jose, tells me I actually came to enjoy the city and my companion left me alone, and I do not know anyone who can help me find my way out. -Mary, if you want to come with me I live near here and I can help you in any way possible. - Jose, thanks I appreciate your kindness and help. - Mary, then come with me, follow me to see What we can see around this neighborhood-Jose, we are moving away from the road. -Mary, is-that I have to cross the mountain, because my house is at the end of the path, Jose, is that your house, Mary, yes this is my house. Jose, this is paradise! I do not want to ask you so many questions but how do you live in this paradise – Mary, well this is my house and I welcome you. Jose

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enters more amazed. He says I really hope I am not dreaming, your house looks spectacular, it has beautiful pictures on the walls- I can see you have good taste in everything, forgive my – boldness? Who lives here, if I can know? -Mary, I live here alone.—Jose, how it is possible to maintain this palace. Mary, if you want get comfortable and rest a little. I imagine that the trip has been a bit tiring; I will show you where you can—take a break, he enters to the bedroom that she shows him. - Mary, here in the hall is the bathroom, if you – want to use it and then you can get some rest I have something to do. -Jose, thank you for your kindness. --Mary, -tells him not to worry, - you need rest –Jose is trying to sleep but can not, in his mind he sees the face of the young girl, and so he leaves the –bedroom.—Mary, what’s wrong? You can’t rest? -Jose, in the day I can’t sleep, so tell me how do you do to live here alone, you don’t get bored? Mary, not – really, I get to hear music and read; there is always something to do. --Mary, I am hungry if you want I can make something to eat. --Jose, yes, what ever you would like to cook, the house looks very good --Mary, thank you and tell me what – brings you around here, --Jose, --my mind— always attracts me to different sites as I am a writer I like –

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the unknown, and I am a person who likes solitude, and especially a peace of mind. In this world we live In so many things happen, sometimes it’s better to be away from everything. -Mary, we are alike in that sense we both have the same opinion, despite that we just met; you are a person with his feet on the ground. Jose, thanks, you are lovely person, sometimes they say we meet for a reason, or the fate of each of us is written. Night falls --Mary, if you want to go to sleep so you can rest, and tomorrow we leave for you to see our surroundings –Jose, good until tomorrow. He is asleep all night. The next day he wakes up early and -She says, good morning how did you sleep? --Jose, I am sorry I was so exhausted that I slept all night. --Mary, do not worry it was logical, sit down and I will bring you your breakfast, thanks your very kind. -—It’s my pleasure; we