bok

Chapter 10
I still worked at the Tamarindo selling hot dogs. Little by little I started to
make it look nice. I planted a few flowers and other plants and I took real
good care of them. Weeks went by and I didn’t get any unexpected visits. I
tried to follow my brother’s advice to forget about the whole thing, invest
my time in more productive things, and to keep the experience to myself. I
built a small garden at the Tamarindo. When I had no clients in the
afternoon I would lay on my hammock and enjoy the magnificent breeze
and landscape. From there the hills looked beautiful.
In that little garden I shared many wonderful moments with my family and
friends. I was again able to burry in my subconscious the things related to
issues not of this Earth, though it was still what I thought about when I
woke up. My brother and I stopped talking about the ‘baby’ in our
conversations and letters.
My clientele increased considerably. I felt happy but I couldn’t smile as
often as I did before. A few years went by without problems except for
those common everyday life ones like paying the bills, my car breaking
down, etc; everyday stuff. The worst, however, was yet to come. A being
came to my life that would only bring about all kinds of trouble. With him
my nightmares came back. Don’t get me wrong, though, I’m not talking
about an extraterrestrial. This was a totally egotistical individual; maybe
out of personal frustrations or lack of attention. Because of people like him
it’s not hard to get an idea of why things are the way they are in this world.
Money sometimes has a supernatural power over some people. It’s
mesmerizing to see the things some people are willing to do in order to get
it, even destroy other people’s lives.
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