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greeted him and inquired why he was there. He got nervous and
apologized. He said he wouldn’t make a mess of the trash; that he only
wanted to get the aluminum cans to sell them for recycling. I realized that
he wasn’t part of the group. I told him it was no problem at all and that he
could take all the cans he wanted. I went back inside to ‘watch’ the
television and then fell asleep.
I was then woken up by the honk of a car. Must be one of my cousins, I
thought while half asleep. When I looked out the balcony I saw a couple
get out of the car. They looked probably twenty five years old each. They
smiled and approached my gate made out of cyclone fence. They wore
modern, hip clothing. They asked my name and at the same they both said
they’d come for far away and they wanted to talk to me if I had time.
Although I could guess what this was about, I asked them anyways. The
woman, whom we’ll call “Maribel”, was the one who answered me.
- We want to talk to you about the letter K.
They then awaited my reaction. Not only did I woke up but I immediately
shook off my drowsiness and told them I was going to get the key for the
gate. The man, whom we’ll call “Raúl”, said not to bother and they both
jumped over the fence like two trained athletes. They were very agile. The
first thing I thought was how could the big headed little men catch up to
these two.
The jumping couple had also been there. I told about them about Mrs.
Matilde and Oscar. They wanted to know all about them so I told them.
Maribel and Raúl are a young married couple full of vitality. I imagine they
were the sort of people who got up in the morning very happy and full of
energy, without a drop of a bad mood. They are very different from me; I
wake up every morning with a temper and in a bad mood.
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