Miguel hung up the phone while could feel the heat rising from her womb. Connie pictured naked in the arms of another man. He began to wonder if she would be making out with the same passion that used to show. His heart sank further, as your imagination flying. I could not help it, he had found a torturer like that, increasingly known, pain. He clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and nothing happened. He became disillusioned with tears not to accompany her broken speech. It was questioned if he really loved Connie. In response to clear himself that he loved her. After all, had been willing to leave your job, family and friends to come live with her in Buenos Aires. "Then why could not mourn? - Was asked again. - Would it be a bad dream? a year earlier ... Miguel
puffed the joint smoking and stretched naked on the bed. Beside Connie asked about his speech. "My grandfather has died," said Miguel. "It's been months since I saw it, almost since we returned from Buenos Aires, where I met you. They stared at the ceiling a few minutes seemed to pass very slowly under the influence of smoking. Connie hugged him with her warm body and Miguel said weakly: "I can not mourn.
ten years before ... Michael
looked in the mirror. Considered dry your hair and face punishment for teenage acne. Associated their appearance with little success he had with the girls. She felt alone and unloved at age 17. He wanted to release that pain, gritted his teeth, but could not mourn.
seven years ago ...
that child's fist plunged into the belly of Michael and left him without air. With great effort he rejoined and try to understand why he did so. The echo of those voices and the water falling from a faucet spoiled, turned off their words. The guys who kept him in the bathroom searched his backpack and removed the sandwich was his mother prepared. He felt unknown hands ran over her child's body and felt ashamed. Returning home, he did not tell anyone. When he lay in bed thinking about the abuse suffered, he could not release any tear.
That morning ...
The film was about to end, musical background, consisting of ropes, ran strong melodies that accompanied the final scene, in it, the actor-turned-old ended his great personal adventure, reminding intensely every person he met.
final credits screen appeared and with it a single tear fell down his cheek surprise Michael. The surprise turned into fear when the tear was accompanied by another. And another.
The release of years of hard, forced his way out of control and violent with every breath that Michael took that night. From the depths of his soul, was repressed pain that Michael cried and hit everything he had at hand. The crying made him lose track of time. Michael could not explain, later, to his analyst, if he cried for hours, days or weeks. Could only tell that was not long, folded in on itself in that room, of that strange country. Where he had ended up living, almost without thinking, following his heart.
