"Aunt Daniela fell in love and fall in love always intelligent women, like an idiot. I had seen him arrive one morning, walking with shoulders upright above a serene and thought: "This man is believed God." But at that time to hear tales of strange worlds and strange passions, fell in love with him and his arms like a child does not speak Latin, logic did not know, nor would it have surprised half the town copying games Góngora and Sor Juana as one responds to a song on the playground.
was so wise that no man wanted to mess with her, even though honey had eyes and a mouth bright, even though her body caressed imagination arousing the desire to look naked, but should be beautiful as the Virgin of Rosario. Was afraid to love her because there was something in his mind always suggesting contempt for the opposite sex and its confusions.
But the man who knew nothing of her and her books came to him as anyone. Then Aunt Daniela endowed him with a dazzling intellect, a virtue of angel and a talent artist. His head looked so many ways that in twelve days a hundred men believed to know.
I wanted convinced that God can walk among mortals, delivered to the nails to the wishes and the occurrence of a type that never came to stay and never understood a single one of all the poems read Daniela wanted to explain his love.
One day, as he had arrived, he left without even firing. And then there was no round in the intelligence of Aunt Daniela a single hint to understand what had happened.
Mesmerized by a nameless grief destination became the most foolish of fools. Losing was a long sentence as insomnia, a centuries-old, hell.
For a few days of light, an indication for iron eyes and gave him a plea that night, Aunt Daniela desire to be buried alive and was losing the brightness of the skin, leg strength, the strength of the front and insides.
He was almost blind in three months, he grew a hump on the back, and something happened to your thermostat that while walking up the ray of sunshine with warm socks and shivering with cold if I lived in the heart of winter. Drove her into the air like a canary. Near you put fruit and cookies to peck, but her mother put her things while she was moving intact despite the efforts made by everyone distract.
At first invited to the streets to see if looking or watching the birds come and go at people, some of it back to show signs of attachment to life. They tried everything. His mother took a trip to Spain and made into and out of all scaffolds Seville without getting it more than tears the night the singer was gay. The next morning I got a telegram to her husband, saying: "It starts to improve, she cried a second." It had become a dead tree, went to where I could take and as he dropped into bed as if working twenty-four hours collecting cotton. Finally it was not enough forces over that he lay down on a chair and tell his mother: "I beg you, let's go home."
When they returned, Aunt Daniela could barely walk and has since refused to rise. Neither wanted to bathe, or hair, or pee. One morning he could not even open her eyes.
- is dead! - Heard that around and found the strength to deny it.
Someone suggested to her mother that this behavior was a blackmail, a way of revenge on the other, a spoiled child pose that if you suddenly lose the peace home and safe food, would manage to improve from one day to another. His mother made the effort to leave the doorway of the Cathedral.
the left there one night hoping to see her return the next day, hungry and angry, as he had ever been. On the third night collected from the door of the cathedral with pneumonia and was taken to the hospital in tears the whole family.
That went to visit her friend Elis, a young woman who spoke glowing skin without truce and claimed to know the cure of sorrow. Asked to be allowed to take over the soul and the stomach of that castaway. It was a happy and hungry creature. The opinions heard. According to her the error in the treatment of a smart friend was on the advice of her forget. Forgetting it was a matter impossible. What was needed was channeled memories, not to kill her, for she was forced to stay alive.
Parents heard the girl with the same indifference that caused them and any attempt to cure his daughter. They assumed that it would not help him yet authorized as if they had lost hope that they had lost.
The
put to sleep in the same room. Always someone walked past the door he heard the voice of Elis tireless talking about it with the same determination with which a doctor watches the dying. Not shut up. Gave him no respite. A day after day, week to week.
- How do you say you were his hands? - Asked. If Aunt Daniela did not answer, Elida became the other side.
- Did you have green eyes? "Coffee? Big ones?
-Boy - Aunt Daniela replied speaking for the first time in thirty days.
- Boys and murky? - Asked Aunt Elida.
- Boys and fierce - Aunt Daniela replied and turned to shut another month.
- Sure it was Leo. So are those of Leo - said her friend taking a book to read horoscopes. He said all the horrors that can fit on a Leo. - In auction, are liars. But do not let you, you are Taurus. They are strong women of Taurus.
- Lies himself said - an afternoon Daniela replied.
- What? You are not will forget. Because the world is not so large as to not give him, and then I'll remember his words. One by one, and you heard that made you say.
"I will not humiliate me.
"The humiliation is going to be him. If all is not as easy as planting words and leave.
"I lit up Aunt Daniela defended.
- I can see it lit up - said his friend when they arrived at points as well.
the third month of talking and talking and eating made God commands. Not even realized what it was. Took a walk around the garden. She carried a basket with fruit, cheese, bread, butter and tea. Spread a tablecloth on the grass, took things and kept talking as he began to eat without offering.
- He liked the grapes - the patient said.
- I understand that surprised.
Yes - said the sick approaching a cluster of grapes -. Royal kiss. And he had soft skin of the shoulders and waist.
- How was it? You know - said the friend as if he knew what the tortured forever.
- I'm not going to say - said laughing for the first time in months. Then he ate cheese and tea, bread and butter.
- Rico? - Asked Elida.
- Yes - I answered it starting to be sick.
down to dinner one night. Aunt Daniela with a new dress and hair shiny and clean, free at last from the dusty braided hair that was not a long time.
Twenty days
Then she and her friend had gone over the memories upside down until they become trivia. Everything I had tried to forget Aunt Daniela forcing yourself to think otherwise is unworthy of remembrance came after repeated many times. Punished his judgment hearing himself tell one after the other one hundred and twenty thousand crazy things that had made me happy and unhappy.
- I do not want no revenge - he said one morning to Elida -. I'm boring the topic.
- How? Do not get smart - Elida said. This was all a matter of right time reduced. Did you make something clear? Do not spoil. We need the best. We need to find the man in Europe, Africa, South America and India, we need find and make a scene that justifies our trips. We need to know the Pitti gallery, see Florence, fall in love in Venice, toss a coin into the Trevi Fountain. Are we going to prosecute the man you fell in love like a fool, and then left?
had planned to travel the world in search of the culprit and that the vengeance that was no longer important in the care of her friend was devastated to Elida. Iban to miss India and Morocco, Bolivia and the Congo, Vienna and throughout Italy. Never thought I could make a rational being after having been paralyzed and almost crazy for four months.
- We gotta go get it. Do not get smart ahead of time - he said.
- arrived yesterday - he said one afternoon Aunt Daniela.
- How do you know?
- I saw it. He played on the balcony as before.
- What did you feel?
- Nothing.
- And what did he say?
- Everything.
- What you say?
- closed.
- What now? - Asked the therapist.
- Now we go to Italy: the absent are always wrong.
And they went to Italy for the voice of Dante, "a l'Piovverà in high fantasy."
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