Thursday, April 15, 2010

Green Unitard For Men

Leah (3)

She dreams take off his shoes, his socks, his jacket, his bloody ID card which continues to press on its shores. She dreams mostly repeat his morning back up there. She sat at his desk while his colleagues was frightened, calm, composed, repeating to them that followed them here, right now, do not expect me. Jeered the bill a bit, but the smell of smoke, noises on the upper floors, that would suffice for that left alone, after making her promise that she would find the bottom.

The woman before she goes down with an iron determination. Leah envy, thinking to put a hand on her shoulder and ask, naively, as it does to be so confident when the gypsum falls and towers tremble. She hears roughly and find it strange these words into the mouth of a woman in the stairway of a tower in a New York populated by guessing that Leah and sirens television camera.

On rising, morning after the marriage of Eleonora, Leah felt calm. For the first time since May, insomnia had not tortured. She took it for a sign, confirming that his decision was correct. She knew it would take several weeks to turn around in his things, give items, set the paperwork, make sure that nobody discovers incriminating secrets. It was not much to hide. But Leah had always been keen to preserve her privacy. When she laughed again, and Leah think of this as she is guided by the Chieftain before her, Leah said that growing up in a house with no doors and rooms populated by 5 boys had made her the wild it was. Not surprisingly, she recounted, when girl is caught with his pants the first time she really tries to discover what the girls talking at recess.

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