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"Can you behave like educated children? "He scolded my sister, pulling one of my nephews by the ear. "That's why I never go out with you!”" Jenyfer, it doesn't have to be so hard," countered my brother-in-law, reaching the smaller child who wouldn't stop climbing on the couch and throwing the cushions up. "They are too small to understand. And I'm sure your sister doesn't mind them playing, does Tasha?”"They will understand very well when their aunt put them on platters and bake for our lunch," shouted Jenyfer, looking with her eyes for any confirmation that I would be really furious.I left the platter with pasta in white sauce on the table and stretched my neck to see through the open door of the kitchen, finding my brother-in-law with my three-year-old nephew on his lap who kicked and shook his golden curl hair, in a desperate attempt to get back to mess up everything he found on his way. While my sister held her eldest son, ten years old, by the tip of her ear. It should be hurt
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I almost no longer needed to use the tracker I had installed on Flynn's cell phone at the beginning of everything. I only used it because I still couldn't stop that mistrust when I noticed that he spent too much time working. But the conversations were always the same with the customers. And I didn't suspect that he was going out with other people, because there was no time when we weren't together. Still, I couldn't totally trust him. There were days when I didn't sleep. Not until I was really alone at home.My sleep problems remained the same. Always caused by that fear of being vulnerable next to someone else, and also by the constant nightmares about the murders I've been orchestrating with the help of someone else. I never told my therapist the truth. I never let him reach more than the edge of my feelings. At the same time I was policing myself to act and speak the way everyone expected Tasha Santos to do, although deep down there was that rabid animal that was always ready to a
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The line of the crowded establishment was going from the cashier to the fresh fruits sector, and it was very easy to hear customers grumble about the lack of speed of the employees. Because they really believed that working for 7 hours standing, in a heat characteristic of the imminence of summer "although we were still in November", in a crowded supermarket, and wearing fabric masks charges the mouth and nose in order to guard us from the very agglomeration that they themselves caused, in the face of a worldwide pandemic, was the simplest and easiest task in the world."Sometimes I think that working with the public should be a mandatory subject for character formation," squeaked Aidan, stretching his neck to talk to me, while packing a purchase. "People think we complain for no reason, but, seriously, who likes to be treated like a dog for seven hours every day? Worse than a dog, by the way, because mine is lying down and eating all day, while I spend all day with my eyes shaking wi
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I was off every Monday, so I always lost the first events of the week. It was on the second that most employees asked for the accounts, or that the get-togethers were made, or that any very good news or unmissable gossip happened. And I was never there to know. Although it was the day when I should have my well-deserved rest, considering that I worked from Tuesday to Sunday, from three o’clock to ten o’clock at night, it was on Mondays that I got the most tired. That's because the supermarket wasn't my only job. Like all Brazilians who were faced with a sudden pandemic, I had to resort to a second source of extra income, because I could not pay all the bills with the salary I received at the supermarket "even working six days a week and receiving an additional night. So I got an internship in a business center that offered opportunities for young people who attended any period of business school. I was in a course that I didn't love, and I worked in a place I hated, because, worse th
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“ Tas... "He called Luciana, waking me up from the trance about the two handsome customers. "Laura is calling you.” Laura. Our terrible and terrible cashier inspector of the night shift. She was a bitter woman who always had a closed face, whose face always seemed frown in an expression of disgust and disgust. I was impressed that she was married to a policeman well known in the city for her good humor and kindness, virtues that her cruel wife had no idea what it would be like. It was common knowledge that they had been married for more than twenty years, and that they never had a child. No one knew yet if Laura couldn't, or didn't want to, but in the opinion of others " and I include myself in this ", it should be a deliverance not to have a mother of that kind. Laura always said that she considered her team of cashiers as her children, and the experience was too traumatic to think of a child being subjected to that. Nobody knew very well why she was like that. The few bags that co
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Once again I was seeing the injustice being done, and I couldn't say anything. There was no one in that room to help me, and I was between two people who could sign my resignation, and once again, I couldn't step on the wrong foot in the face of a pandemic and such a big crisis. As long as I couldn't have another safe way to make money, I couldn't let people know my worst side. I couldn't do more than lower my head and put up with it. I was a hostage to my own financial needs, and I wanted to scream with hatred every second that those two damned human beings tried to persuade me. "And you also know that you only entered this company because of our racial quota," Arnaldo said so calmly that he didn't even seem to be offending me. "I don't want to offend, but with your color... It must be difficult to get any job. But he was offending me between the lines, avoiding with excellence that I perceived racism in his hateful words. He could have called me dirty, and he wouldn't have offende
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“ Ahhh, you've arrived!”I stopped at the time of unlocking the door of my apartment and turned to the end of the corridor, where a slender and pink-haired figure in a Black Power style was standing, smiling at me. My head was so full of problems and worries, that for a moment I didn't recognize the person who called me, and this left her with a slightly annoyed expression on her delicate face and covered in shiny makeup."Good night, Pink," I told her, opening a tired smile while disassembling the bun in my hair. I kept the lace along with the hair clip inside the backpack, and fixed it again on my shoulders. Pink watched me in silence, with arched eyebrows. "Is it my impression or were you waiting for me to arrive for a long time?”" But of course I was waiting. Did you forget that we were going to have dinner together today?”Yes, I completely forgot. But I couldn't say. Of all the people in the world, Pink Summer "the stage name she used for her presentations" was the only one who
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However, the lack of blood family members never shook me. I quickly became part of Beatrice's life and family. So she was the only family I cared about to spend Christmas together, or to send happy birthday messages. Because my real family, which consisted only of a sister who lived in the neighboring city of the countryside, only remembered my existence to ask for money. By the way, that day, I was blocked on my sister's WhatsApp, and I hadn't received any news from my two nephews since my birthday last year, when she sent me a message saying that she wouldn't want me to visit her, because she wouldn't make any cake for me.Of course, I didn't miss the lack of my sister's cake at all, even though she worked as a confectioner and her cakes were wonderful. However, I resent not having a friendly relationship with my family. Because many people beat their feet in saying that the problem was that I wasn't interested enough to call and ask for their day-to-day trivialities, and that that
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