THE PLANE OF THE SLEEPING BEAUTY
At the airport the first saw, beautiful woman of indeterminate nationality, traits
combined in the multi-ethnicity of Latinos, with feline movements did not go unnoticed, seemed not to notice, walked gracefully ignoring the bold looks, the traveler who captivated its beauty could not but admire, he lost sight of when processed into its passage, would travel from Paris to New York, Once the procedure, informed of the flight delay because of bad weather, only to see it proposed to seek to remember in his overheated imagination of stallion redeemed, enduring the hardships of eternal waiting, the crowd of commuters who sold stocks in the airport restaurants, without finding it, while thinking about her aboard his plane, he found the number four, who chose to travel, I could not believe, then there was the chair of his beautiful travel beside the words rushes into your throat and could not say anything, I could not see her, be accommodated as a travelers, accommodating all your stuff in a predetermined order, certainly from a purse bag sleeping pills, which naturally took almost rehearsed, wrapped himself with a blanket, put the black mask of sleep and give a gentle and quiet sleep, the man always with a sense of watching a wolf in heat, unable to move without daring to interrupt his sleep, he saw when the stewardess had trouble with it for daring to wake her to dinner, drank his doing symbolic champagne toast with her, see her breathing calm, deliberate, he wanted to influence her in her dreams, every time I watch it, I fantasize extensive dialogues. Upon reaching their destination she woke up fresh as a baby, is under the side of his makeup as naturally landing of all his actions over the past as if it were transparent, they never notice, without know that this trip had echo that poor man was very happy.
I just came on the phone.
In the midst of the storm, her car stopped working, in a hurry to meet her
husband, ran to where a bus waiting for passengers, trying to find a phone to
communicate with her husband had commitments to fulfill as magician, did not want that interrupted their presentations, I had to tell, abandoned, unable to find any phone out there, wet and muddy, I ask the driver for a phone, without being able to respond, she asked him to take, and the man pursed his shoulders, and in the transport, realized that women traveling alone and one of them offered him a kindness studied a towel and a blanket to counteract the cold of the storm, she gratefully accepted him as he wiped asking, you know where I can find a phone? I have to communicate with urgency, surprised his companion replied, quietly, when we come I'll help you find one, rest, we do, at the end of the trip came to a large building with many windows, painted white, went down in order, and without waiting for her, running toward the building when a woman pushed to the line, "I need a phone-line-to-scored for response, inside will give what is needed, due to seeing other women submissive, which gave the orders wore a uniform, without objection went with them, as in, heard a strange call list and a count that the bag cells. "I need a phone, please need to communicate, - the uniform just the bear," wait a minute, and her turn, "replied a woman they called forzudícima Herculina without quiet hope, when they finished the strange list that this woman was not included, is a mistake of the institute, said between them and Mary were desperate cry, "just came to make a call, need a phone, quiet and very soon you can call and wanted to take her to calm achieved only I'm not that crazy scream dazed, I just came to call, the uniform reduced it to impotence, injected with a substance held with the mentally ill, waking is tied hand and foot to the sides of the bed, screaming ,-I need a phone, I just came to call, and his obsession with the phone was recorded in the logbook that evaluated a pink-faced doctor that listening with two or three questions to be answered by the "sick" just he was right, compulsion to draw a guard's assault on his bunk No, caressing, paralyzed from the terror did not oppose the principle, fighting back with a blow, is looking for an enemy, never let the harassment, I seek to negotiate without options , a call for acceptance, when I speak with the type I insult feeling cheated, without waiting for explanations hung in one of the many inconveniences that occurred saw the opportunity to recall now if the husband was seen as aware of I treat the situation as a sick, she never saw him again, the guy tired of waiting for his recovery finally remarried and left the country, and she accepted their status as inmates awaiting healing.