Luke is GonzaloI got home that afternoon, wondering if Magdalena knew that Gonzalo was coming to see me. It would be better if she didn't know, that way she wouldn't pretend normalcy to him. Magdalena wasn't home, but her husband was. He was rummaging through her things, as if looking for something to grab. Immediately, the idea that he was the one who had taken her money that day hit me hard. Of course! The only explanation would be this. And to imagine that he saw me suffering the retaliation for the crime he committed, without asking my favor, made me sure I was in a den of vipers.Who could I trust?I approached him, he didn't notice me approaching, getting scared when he looked at me.— Where is Magdalena? I leaned against the door frame. That room stank, in addition to being completely messed up.— It's in trade. – He wiped his hands on his already dirty shorts and continued to look around the messy surroundings.— Need help? I asked, as he widened his eyes at me.— Not! – he
My mother's love.There was nothing in the wide world like her talent.Desiree knew how to do a little of everything, or rather, she learned how to do it. I grew up watching her create things like newspaper baskets, pantyhose flowers and fridge magnets. She loved the craft. She had never gone beyond the limits of the state of Goiás, lost in the cerrado like someone who didn't know the vast world in which she lived. But the whole world seemed to be there, inside our house. It didn't matter if she didn't know the sound of the oceans or the touch of the sea, or had never learned another language besides Portuguese, what she wanted to learn, she learned. He sat in his rocking chair, already worn out, and only got up from there when his mission was over. I have never met a more talented and intelligent woman than her. Creating a career like this, learning and teaching other women to earn their own income from handicrafts.The house is full of his creations, on the walls, furniture, picture
LukeOne step to freedom. That was exactly how I felt, even with a man walking behind me twenty-four hours a day, I would no longer spend basic needs or be beaten on the streets for a crime I didn't commit. When I remembered Magdalena, I just wished that life give her exactly what she deserved. There was no need for revenge, she was the type of person who would go down alone.I rented one of the best apartments in town, small enough for me to live with dignity. After I furnished it, I didn't know what else to do with the money. I could go back to the late nights, drink myself to my knees. Conquer women, luxuriate at Gonzalo's expense, but that life was no longer mine. These things no longer made sense to me. I had an important goal in my life: to get revenge on my father.When I was left on that plane, my dignity went out the window. Gonzalo not only left marks on my emotions, but changed my way of looking at life. There were things besides fun that I intended to achieve. One of them
The beginning of the endI texted my dad the day before that Desiree was due for surgery the next day. He viewed the message but didn't reply, didn't call her to wish her good luck or anything like that. His attitude makes me furious.They remove her nasogastric tube, and we walk to the operating room. She is smiling. The nurse informs her that she needs to leave her sandals and wear a kind of cap for her feet. Desiree hands me the sandals, gives me one last look, and walks off into the OR, happily walking. I watch her disappear as soon as the door is closed, and I pray softly that God will protect her and free my mother from any complications.I sit on one of the benches and stay there for about four hours, waiting, while patients come and go. Not only that, but I observe Lourdes approaching and sitting next to me.— Go home, girl – she advises me – these procedures take six to eight hours.— I was told that her surgery was simple – I find her explanation strange.— For removal of ga
While I was at the hospital with Aurora, my cell phone rang. Sandro asked why it was taking so long. After turning off the cell phone, I asked myself if all the financial facilities that Gonzalo offered me were worth my freedom.I left furious that he wouldn't let me spend more time with her. Aurora definitely found my attitude weird and I needed to get this resolved ASAP.I decided to invite Naldo to visit my house. At dawn, when Sandro was sleeping, in fact at that time I could even run away because of his heavy sleep, I wrote a letter."Hello NaldoYou may find it strange that I am writing you a letter. I could send you a message or something digitally, but when you read this letter, you'll understand my motives. I didn't come from Rio de Janeiro to fulfill any dream, on the contrary, since the day I arrived here my life has turned into hell. When I was in Rio de Janeiro, I found out that my father was cheating on my mother. I took him in the arms of another woman, and for defying
I'll be there in half an hourThe days in the hospital pass and Desiree is finally discharged. She walks around the hospital clutching a pillow in a black dress with puffy sleeves. Her face is beaming, she has a fixed smile on her face. Claudio accompanies her. She takes one of her hands and I follow close behind her, relieved in my heart to finally get my mother back home.Before we get into the car waiting for us at the entrance to the medical clinic, my cell phone vibrates. Gene's message.“Hello Aurora, beautiful as the morning. I'm going to your house to see Aunt Desiree. I heard she was released from the hospital."How did she find out? I say out loud as soon as I sit down next to Mom.— Know what? – Desiree looks at me questioningly.— It's Geane – I sketched a dull smile – she says she's coming over to visit you.— What wonderful news, – he exults.— That's right, – I say and immediately shut up.I don't find it so amazing because she disappeared for almost a month. No messag
Chapter twenty-twoAs soon as I enter the house, I send a message to Naldo.“Got something interesting to do today? How about we meet at the northern abode?”Minutes later he replies“Sure, what hours?“I'll be there in half an hour”I take a quick shower and get dressed. When I leave, Claudio is sitting next to Desiree keeping her company. I walk past the two of them without saying anything, but he fixes his eyes on me.— Goes to where? – I stop at the door.— I'm meeting a friend, – I say.Not that I owed any satisfaction to Claudio, but I was trying hard not to make our relationship a martyr to Desiree herself.— Take advantage of the walk to hand out some resumes – he looks away at the cell phone that is in one of his hands – your mother is already home, so you can go back to work.— There's no need for that, Claudio – I watch my mother get upset and I realize how much my effort to keep peace between us is in vain, if Claudio doesn't do his part.— Don't be upset about its mom. C
LukeA week has passed since I gave the book to Naldo and no response has been given after that. My anxiety was clear, so much so that Sandro himself was suspicious and even asked a few times what I was hiding so much from him.Perhaps revenge had a high price to pay. And my freedom was also at stake, because even if Gonçalo had given me back the funds, I was still tied to him.I picked up the cell phone and called Aurora, maybe she could help me find out what had happened to Naldo.“Hi” I said“Hi, Luke” she sounded excited as she spoke to me.“Are you alright? Is your mother?” I asked, not knowing how to act in cases like this.I could cut right to the chase, but I didn't want to be rude to her.“Okay, yes,” he replied, but didn't say anything else.“Have you heard from Naldo?” I finally asked, “I really need to talk to him”.“I spoke to him a few days ago,” he replied. “Are you all right, Luke? I can hear your worried tone.”Could it be that I couldn't disguise my anxiety even on t