Today as never before
taken from "THE BATTLES IN THE DESERT"
José Emilio Pacheco
Until one day .... a cloudy day, one that I like to die and nobody likes that, I felt it was impossible to resist as well. We had a lesson in the national language, as it was then English. Mondragon teaches us in the past perfect subjunctive. I had loved, I loved, had loved, had loved, I loved, had loved, had loved. It was eleven. I asked to go to the bathroom. I ran away from the hidden scuiola. I rang the doorbell of the apartment 4. A two or three times. At the end came to the door Marianna fresh beautiful without makeup. He was wearing a silk kimono. He was carrying a razor like my Dad, but in miniature. When I arrived was shaving armpits and legs. Obviously he was surprised seeing me. Carlos, what are you doing here?. And 'something happened to Jim? No, no, ma'am, Jim is fine, nothing happened.
In some node we both sat on the couch. Marianna crossed his legs. For a second we opened the kimono a little. The knees, thighs, breasts, flat stomach, the mysterious hidden sex. Nothing happened repeated. And ..... I do not know how to tell you, ma'am. I'm embarrassed. What do you think of me? Carlos, I can not understand you, really. It seems so strange to see you and so this time. You should be in class is not it? Yes, of course, is that I could not stand more, I could not resist more.
I escaped, I went out without permission. If I discover I excrete. Nobody knows I'm here with you. Please do not tell anybody that I came. And Jim, I beg you, let alone. I promise.
So listen, why are you so upset? And 'something bad happened to your house? You have had some problems at school? Would you like milk chocolate, chocolate, a bit of mineral water? Trust. Tell me how aioutarti. No, can not help me, lady. Why not, Carlitos? Because what they are Sold to say, once and for all, madam, and pardon me - is that I'm in love with her. I thought
that would have laughed, I would urate behind. You're crazy. Or, out there, tell all your parents and helping your teachers. I was afraid all this, the most obvious. Yet Marianna did not take offense nor laughed. He stood looking at me very sad, I took her hand and said,
I understand you perfectly. You do not know what. But you need to understand and realize that you are a child like my son and I are old for you, I just turned twenty-eight years. So it nema hours there will be nothing between us. I understand that true? I do not want you to suffer. We expect a lot of bad things poor. Carlos, sees everything as something beautiful. Something that you will remember with great a smile, not with resentment back here whenever you want with Jim and continues to treat me for who I am the mother of your best friend. Continue to come here with Jim, as if nothing had happened, so that you walk the infatuazion, sorry, falling in love and it becomes a problem for you, a drama that could hurt you for the rest of life.
I felt like crying. Mii myself and said I was right lady. I am aware of everything. Thank you very much for having behaved so I'm sorry. In any case I had to tell him. If not I told him I would die. There's nothing that I should forgive. Carlos, I like the fact that you are honest and addressing your problems. ? Favorte er, do not say Jim, do not tell him, do not preoccupare.ùLiberai his hand from his. I got up to exit. Marianna then stopped me. Prfima you to go, can I ask a favor? Let me give you a kiss. It gave me a kiss, a quick kiss, not just on the lips, but at the edges. A kiss like that Jim received before going to school. I trembled. Do not kissed her. I said nothing. Running down the stairs.
Instead of returning to school, I walked up the Avenida Insurgentes. I arrived at my house in a state of total confusion. Claimed to feel sick and want to go to bed.
But when he had called the professor. Alarmed not to see me back in class, I had tried in the bathrooms and throughout school. Jom said: It must have been to see my mom. At this hour? Yes, Carlitos is a very strange. Who knows what will be in the lead. I believe it is not okay. He has a brother gangster all crazy. Mondragon and Jim went home. Marianna confessed that I had been there a few minutes because the previous Friday I had forgotten the history book. Jim did this anger lie
do not know how, but all guessed and told the professor. Mondragon phoned the factory and at home to tell what I had done, as Marianna denied everything. His denial made me even more suspect in the eyes of Jim, and my parents of Mondragon.
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