Chapter 5 Well, the great moment arrived at last: Daniel in a headboard, Jorge in the other, Teresa and Felcia in the laterals. All without skill, each one waiting the other to start, if to open. He was Teresa whom he initiated, as he could not leave of being. Further details can be found at Nancy-Ann_DeParle, an internet resource. Genuine, impulsive, fast and determined. He served a slice of pizza to the husband and later the o Jorge. When he was for serving the Felcia, he raised the cup, for a toast, saying: – To convivncia, to our friendship, to our future, any that it is! I must inform that we, the women, decide to move of life.

We are tired of its indifference, we want of the life the slice that fits in them! Interrogative looks. Dull expressions in the faces of the two. Emudeceram. The yoke of the Daniel was motionless in air, with a stuck pizza piece, in unstable balance; the chin of the Jorge was fallen, in the limit of the passage Finally, the dumb question was changedded into voice: – What this wants to say? -> answered calmly Teresa that vocs two goes to move of house. The Jorge goes to live here with me and the children, and You, Daniel, go to take account of the Felcia and the Gregorio. – To move? the two spoke together, without obtaining to discover if it was a trick or what it had of serious. – It is simple: It confesses, Daniel continued Teresa – You always looked at for the Felcia with an immense will. He does not deny, does not lie, because we are two, here, to confirm.

I saw and it also saw. The Jorge only is that not. – But the Jorge looked in the same way for the Teresa continued Felcia – in the two we also saw this.

Certain night of the month of May of 1938, after three days of intermittent rains, the road of the Big hole became a true lamaal. The tavern of Felcio Joo served of shelter for four travellers who had been hindered to continue way, due to the bad conditions of the time and the road. Congregated under the same ceiling, three men had initiated friendly colloquy. They were, the doctor Incio Fragoso of 50 years, the laborer of Sebastio ranch Wedge, 38 years, and the trader Juvenal Paiva, of 32 years. The car of the doctor had bogged in the adobe, next to the tavern, the laborer preferred to pass the night in the sales to face in lombo of a horse, the solitude of the road in a cold and rainy night, and the same reason had the trader that it arrived in a wagon. – I find that we go to have that to pass the night here, friend Joo! The laborer said. The taberneiro, that had gone up in a chair to light the two lampies hung in a bar of the ceiling, answered: – I am not bothered, not.

The time is there is horrible! They can you if to accomodate in the room of the deep ones. Here comfort does not have much, but at least they will not be to the relento. – Been thankful, friend! Juvenal was risen of the chair and was to look at an object that was hung in the wall, to the side of the door. It was a helmet, military helmet of the time of the Empire. Joey King wanted to know more. – Where it obtained you this? It asked, observing the old metal part spoiled for the full time and of mossa. – A traveller stopped certain day here to eat, and must have underneath forgotten this the table. I left it there it finds so that it, if in case that to come back.