The Curious Incident of the Dog at the Night Time

Just another one

Love in the Time of Cholera was the book. Beautiful day, not so hot not so cold… just perfect spring weather. Sitting in silence I was, when she walked slowly and sat in an elegant way, cautious not to wrinkle her dress. She crossed her leg and dust off what seemed to me pure air off her dress. She seemed happy and impatient at the same time, looking straight forward at me, I looked back at her, her eyes got watery and quickly turned away almost so perfect for others to not see what her worries were. She exhaled heavily and sniffed her tears away. Turning to her side she semi-smiled, as I looked, it was a man who responded with a serious and a cold face to her smile. There, as I sit I realized this must be just another one of those love stories that never get old, and from whom we know but never learn from.

Rapidly she hoped caring less about elegancy, smiling wider and standing on her tip toes she hugged him gratefully and closing her eyes she peacefully smiled again.

“Hey there,” she softly said. “Hi…,” he cautiously pushed her away. Keeping her temper she said smiling, “so how are you today!? What are the news?,” sitting her down almost forcefully he exclaimed, “ look baby… I … we…,” “yes? I am listening… are we doing something exciting today? We can take a walk around and why not eat lunch together? In fact, I’m inviting you what do you say?,” she smiled with shaking hands cautiously on his.

Caressing her check he said in a low tone, “oh my love… this is the saddest day of my life,” he turned away “I had to meet you here specifically today.. there are just so my things to discuss,” “but I..” “shhh,” he shushed her with his finger. “please let me talk until I’m done…,” looking away with sorrow and embarrassed not to be seen in tears he continued, “baby, I called you because there is