Fue ahí que Guillermina supo de las virtudes que tenía Juancito, el único hijo de sus vecinos: inteligente, amoroso, un virtuoso del piano. También conoció a la pareja Alcántara, tan amables, tan fieles, tan bondadosos. Y Guillermina odió a su familia, también se odió ella misma, tanto que, sin saber cómo, un fósforo o un cigarro encendido, así por casualidad, también hizo arder el pasto verde de su casa.

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Green grass in the neighbor's house
Ever since the Alcántara's arrived in the neighborhood, the Rodriguez's kept an eye on every single thing they did. They spent hours in front of the window to see what items were coming down from the moving truck, hence Doloritas, the Rodriguez's only daughter, commented at the dinner table:
_The new neighbors have big TVs, computers and even lots of exercise equipment. I want a bicycle like theirs.
I also want a big kitchen and one of the new refrigerators on the market,” said Guillermina, the mother and looked sternly at her husband Jacinto Rodriguez, ”I hope you can buy me one of those refrigerators.
I just remodeled the whole kitchen, what more do you want,” said Jacinto, knowing beforehand that when his wife was craving for something, he had to fulfill her whims.
I already told you: I want a refrigerator like or better than the neighbors', and you can buy a bicycle for the little girl, she needs it,” he said, looking at his daughter who nodded her head.
There were very few things that Guillermina did during the day, since she had a lady who helped her with the housework, so she had plenty of time to stand still, standing at the window or at the door watching every step of the new neighboring family. It was behind the window that Guillermina saw how they began to plant the grass in front of the Alcantara's house. Guillermina looked at her dry garden, full of weeds, and decided it was time to have it pruned and fixed, so she called the best gardeners in town to come and transform her house.
Every day Guillermina, with her eyes, measured every centimeter of the grass growing in the neighboring garden. She was watching the color, the shades of green, the sun that caressed with care, according to her, the neighbor's grass and not the grass in her house.
About a few months later, there was a fire, a fatality: a carelessly thrown match or perhaps a lighted cigarette caused a big fire in the Alcantara's house, leaving ruins and misfortune. The Alcantaras, inconsolable, saw how every bit of their home was turned to ashes. From the window, although Guillermina was moved by the sadness of the others, she thought of the opportunity that presented itself to be above the neighbors and did not hesitate to put herself at their command, to offer her help, to offer her goods.
It was there that Guillermina learned about the virtues of Juancito, the only son of her neighbors: intelligent, loving, a virtuoso on the piano. She also met the Alcántara couple, so kind, so faithful, so caring. And Guillermina hated her family, she also hated herself, so much that, without knowing how, a match or a lit cigarette, just by chance, also set fire to the green grass of her house.