'm ... I'm trying to remember and something will not let me - Francisco said as he settled the tie in the elegant suit. - There is something important on this day ... - What if Henry is right and do not laugh, is that you should not be here. - Until I finally said the tie he was almost perfect.
Against The black wood mirror was in the old room that had once belonged to his grandfather and now dwell on it belonged. Enrique
beside him, haggard, but as always laughing. Also black sack dress. They left the building where they lived, there was no one they had all left early for the funeral.
- Why should not it be here Francisco? - Asked Enrique .- We should go as we are waiting and two blocks on the way to the funeral home. Should
-Enrique shame us, laughing at such a day.
- What? You're afraid of a curse us and we die ... - He mocked Henry.
"Damn - he said suddenly Francisco - It really bothers me not being able to remember something.
"Forget ya - suggested Enrique - Tell me more, what do you think about death?
- usually depressed at times - said after a brief moment Francisco - when I get up in the spirit "Christian" one hundred percent then something inside meor you die you are the creator himself waiting mad at you because you decided not to believe in him and it turns out that every moment of your life made him angry more and more.
other hand, I sometimes think that God only exists within the human brain. That the world has been a result of extraordinary consequences despite the redundancy.
Or that we were wrong and that Jesus was not salvation and that if Allah or even more shocking, that all deities were the same and there is no such thing as hell and damnation, that truly rest in peace ... I sometimes feel guilty about these thoughts because I feel that I lack faith and other days when I take my medication I just tell myself that faithena tell you, the first time I was in my arms. Alejandra was shaking, I know she wanted me to guide her, but she did not know was that she was such a novice like me making love. I could only follow what my uncle Gabriel told me once: "Son, the first time you're with a woman thinks of anything the first 15 minutes, if you are not going to comply" Henry laughed
- And in what did you think brother?
I thought about all sorts of crazy "anti exciting." Grandfather scolding, or in that time you were very drunk at the house, all that to distract me but the beauty of Alexandra was impressive and she trembled. But at least I think I could hold back enough and brother if what you feel when you're inside a woman
They were in the building whose interior was the funeral. They went upstairs, where they heard the footsteps of all the people who were watching over the coffin. Right in the doorway Francisco stopped. He turned to Henry, looking very sad.- Brother, I've distracted, you should not be here. But what have we done?
- Why should not it be here Francisco? Why would private me of our wonderful conversation?
- Because you're dead brother. You are Muerto.Ahora I remember it well and you and your questions have distracted me.
- Is that what you could not remember this morning?
- No, my dear Henry, I know you take two AN
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