SALLY, THE DERCY GONÇALVES OF THE GROUPThe hours went by and more friends woke up, some went to their own houses right there inside the condominium, others to the big house. Soon the pool and leisure areas were crowded with people and Clara walked around, getting to know them and getting to know each other." Is there a river around here? " Clara asked Nica as she and the young woman prepared the charcoal to spread on a barbecue grill." Yes, mister hair, then ask someone to take you there while I take care of the meat here. It's more like a little pond, really.”Clara helped her fill the grill and light it, and went in search of someone to show her the lake. He had wet, luminous black hair and had changed clothes, now wearing fluorescent green tactel shorts and a black tank top that made him look younger. He wore strappy slippers and seemed much more relaxed." Did you get some sleep? " she asked him with a smile." A couple of hours and that was enough.”" Wow. So, do you know the
THE LAKEThe boy's expression remained the same for some time, he seemed to dwell on what she had said, and she bitterly regretted having said it. It was none of her business how he was, for heaven's sake. He had just arrived there. Crouching beside the pond, he seemed lost in his own thoughts, and Clara, who was staring at the stream, stooped down beside him to apologize once again, put a hand on his shoulder, and felt him stiffen at the touch.“Can you forgive me for saying what I said? I had no business telling you what I said, I like the way you are and in fact, it's my way of being that's wrong, you only say what you think, how could that be wrong?”Otávio turned around and, being so close, she could see right down to his pores, he was really a beautiful boy. His full, plump lips were so red that it looked like he was wearing lipstick, and his clear eyes stood out against his black hair. His face was oval, his beard shaved and well done, he didn't seem to wear perfume, but he exu
CAVALHEIRISM“ Good water, huh?” She asked, coming closer to the ravine where he was standing.“ Yes, it 's fine.”“ If you want to come in too…”“ I'm fine.”" Okay, you must want to go home now, right? I got distracted and forgot the time." I'm in no hurry to leave." But I am," she smiled and got out of the water, dripping and fixing her hair. " I confess that if I wasn't starving, I would stay here for more hours.” She went to get her clothes and when she put them on, she saw that he was beside her, his arms stretched out beside his body, wanting to say something. Clara held the jumpsuit beside her body and waited almost a full minute for him to say what he wanted, and it seemed that the words were begging for passage, but he didn't know how to formulate them, so she helped him. She made mention of putting a hand on his arm, but remembered that he didn't seem to like to be touched, and stepped back. He wasn't looking her in the eye, he was looking behind her, but he was trying h
PICNICShe noticed that it was getting dark above her, surely Otávio could see if she was asleep, because she covered her eyes and put a basket beside her to see if it would wake her up.“ I was awake, so I decided to get some sun," she said softly, with a smile. She got up, sat down, and rummaged through the basket. “ Look, I brought so many things! How wonderful, Octavio, gee, you brought a feast.”“ I didn't know what to bring, sorry I took so long, I really didn't know what to…”He looked embarrassed, twisting one hand in the other.“ You got that right! My stomach rumbled.” She laughed and, spreading a checkered towel on the dirt, began to distribute what he had brought her. There was a covered pot and Clara opened it to find succulent pieces of roasted meat, and in another pot she found garlic bread, and in yet another she found a fragrant salad containing several chopped and already seasoned vegetables. A larger jar contained loose rice with peas, and he had even brought four
DISCMANThey stayed there for two more hours and Clara stayed almost the whole time in the lake, Otavio stayed at the edge and listened to her talking, more than talking, he only answered, most of the time, what she asked.When they got back to the condo, she went to take a shower and Megan accompanied her:" Where have you been all day? Don't answer! I already know where you were, but why were you at the lagoon all day, and with the nerd, why? " Megan was sitting on the toilet and waiting for her to finish her shower." You know how I love a lagoon, Meg, and I want to fish there next time. Ocávio told me there are fish there and sometimes you can even see them, because the water is so clear. " The young woman was excited. " Otavio is a great company, Meg.”" He's really cute, " her friend smiled. " I saw him wandering around here among the tables, opening the fridge and looking inside for a long time, and when the fridge was almost defrosting from being open so much, I asked him what
HELLO MOMMY" I don't know how to do this " he handed her the device." Leave it to me. " Clara realized that her cell phone wasn't even connected to the wifi and logged in, then accessed the play store and downloaded whatsapp.Between clicks and clicks, soon she had downloaded the app. Turning to him, she asked him to smile." Why?”" Okay, back to the whys. To create an account for you, I need a profile picture, go ahead, smile.”As he kept looking at her without smiling, she put a hand on his belly and tickled him, but even that didn't help. Otávio looked at her without understanding." Man, you're difficult," she said, smiling." I know.”It was this simple sentence that dismantled her. She had to be careful what she said to him. It was all eight or eighty with Otávio and she would start to watch what she said to him." We all are, I just need you to smile so I can take a nice picture for your profile, okay? With her cell phone ready, camera on, she waited in vain for him to smil
NEITHER SUBTITLED NOR DUBBEDClara wasn't a psychologist, but she saw and felt Otavio and Dahlia's posture change from water to wine when a man entered the room or office where Dahlia was talking to them on video. The man seemed to be a few years younger than her, maybe in his forties." Who is it, and why have you locked yourself in here?”It 's Otavio, honey. A friend downloaded whatsapp for him, can you believe it?”The man left her field of vision, it seemed that Dahlia had put the cell phone down and Clara noticed that the call was shaky. The woman's hand was shaking, even her voice changed and it sounded like she was sort of apologizing for calling her son?Dahlia and the man continued talking for a few seconds, but we couldn't hear what they were saying, their voices were muffled." Hello " Clara called and soon the cell phone was in focus again. Clara tried to see the man, but could only see from his shoulders down. " I'm a friend of Otávio's, is that ok?The man came into fo
HAIR TRANSITIONThe movie chosen was a sequel to one that came out every year, and Clara insisted on watching it. She had always been a sucker for suspense and horror movies, and her father had never allowed her to watch them, knowing that she would invariably jump into bed in the middle of the night if she watched them. She and Kelly, her stepmother, were fanatical about these genres, and as soon as Kelly married her father, this was their secret, to watch them secretly, and her stepmother would sleep with her after the movie was over, so that her father would not find out that his daughter had watched them. It was their secret.And as always happened when Clara was watching something like this, her heart was beating fast and she unconsciously covered her eyes. Otávio looked away from her without understanding. He paused the movie and asked her:" Aren't you going to watch any more?”" I am watching it.”" But you have your eyes covered... and your hands. Why don't you close them or
TWO YEARS LATER"It may seem like many people say that, but I'm being completely sincere when I say you are the most beautiful pregnant woman I have ever seen!" Clara exclaimed as Megan entered her apartment."I hope she believes you, Clara, because I tell her the same thing every day and she doesn't believe me," Gregory said, entering behind his eight-month pregnant wife, who waddled with her pregnant swagger."I believe you, Greg, but when his godmother says it, I'm happy too," Megan said, sitting down with some effort and with Gregory's help. The two had been married for a year and seemed to be in a constant honeymoon phase. "Friend, I also never tire of saying that your apartment is the most beautiful I have ever seen.""I'm obliged to agree, and Dália helped me furnish it.""Dália has incredible taste, doesn't she?""Yes, look at this painting!" Clara pointed to the wall where a beautiful landscape canvas was hanging. It was exactly the painting of Paradise – she says it's for me
SO MUCH OLDER.When they left, Dália and Linda were buzzing with excitement, practically ready to take flight. Linda made calls to catering services, wanting everything to be perfect, and sent messages in the group, warning everyone and threatening anyone who thought about leaving tonight, as she wanted everyone present.Lara sent an audio message, saying she was heading to Márcia's house right now and promised to drag her along by her hair if she had to. Everyone responded with laughing and laughing emojis.Clara was practically dragged to the main house by Linda and Dália. Priscilla was already there with her boyfriend and their daughters, busy cleaning and organizing the house for the party later.Frank tried to help as much as he could, Jânio had left work to assist everyone, and Megan pulled Clara aside to tell her that this party would be good to get them out of the slump they were in. It was Clara's father's call that reminded her that she was supposed to be on her way to his h
RESCUEShe locked the living room door, trembling at the thought of him showing up, knowing she would hit him if he appeared there now. She paced around the room like a caged lioness. Hurt, devastated, and feeling dirty. She felt like the dirtiest woman on the face of the earth.Dália must have seen the lights on in her living room because minutes later she knocked on her door. And she only opened it because she recognized her friend's voice."Why was your door locked?" Dália asked as soon as she entered. "I couldn't sleep thinking about Jaqueline and Márcia, can you believe it? I'm going to make some coffee."Her friend didn't look at her and didn't notice how bad she was feeling. Clara thought it was better that way and shouted from the living room."Okay, I'll get ready and take a shower, and then I'll come to the kitchen."She really needed a shower and took a long one, hoping that the water would wash away some of her pain and anguish down the drain, and that her eyes wouldn't be
THERE ARE OTHER PLEASURES IN LIFE.And that's exactly how it went. Clara had a sleepless night. It was past midnight, and she was still stressed, thinking about how casually he had mentioned talking to her father, solving the problem, just like that. But by one in the morning, her feelings had changed, and she felt like a fool for getting upset and kicking him out of her house simply because he had said he would never have sex with her, ever! What kind of woman was she, getting rid of a man just because he said he would never sleep with her?But at two in the morning, she reconsidered. No, it wasn't about sex! The harsh reality of her situation with Otavio was that it was messy and strange. Perhaps deep down, she knew that it would have to come to an end someday. It wasn't about sex, it wasn't a relationship, it wasn't what they had. She knew that one day it would have to end, and now seemed just as good a time as any. A breaking point could come at any moment, even now.Reality final
I AM AT MY LIMITDália messaged her shortly after, and she thought it was Dália who was turning the doorknob."Hi, my dear. Is something wrong?""Was it you at my bedroom door?" she asked."No, I'm already in bed, but I was there about twenty minutes ago, and Otávio was mopping the living room. Is everything okay?""No. We had an argument, Dália.""I understand.""I don't want him in my house anymore. Please let him know that he needs to go back to his own house.""I will, don't worry."After a sleepless night, she left her room and saw that the living room was sterile clean, but he wasn't there. Thank goodness for that. But his mother was there because the smell of fresh coffee was coming from the kitchen."Good morning," she greeted her friend, who along with Linda, was sitting at the table having breakfast."Good morning. Are you feeling better?" Dália asked, concerned."Yes. I'm feeling better now.""Was it one of his quirks?" Linda asked."No, Linda. I got upset when I joked with
YOU DON'T SLEEP HERE ANYMORE!"I still can't believe it," she said, lying on his chest in the morning. "I don't even feel the urge to drink.""God, that's the best thing I've heard in centuries," Lipe said, his voice husky and smiling."I didn't sleep with Murilo, Lipe. I know I've said it already, but I want to emphasize it.""It's okay, love. I believe you, okay?""Especially because I could only think of you since I left the hospital, and my mind was filled with thoughts of you all the time.""Lara, I'm so happy, and it's so unbelievable to me that I feel like I might be dreaming, you here with me, telling me that you love me." He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at her with shining eyes."I don't understand why it's so hard to believe. I'd be crazy not to love you, love. I may be dependent, but I'm not insane. You're the most incredible guy who has come into my life, and it would be me not believing that you could love me. I just have to be grateful to the universe for
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO SURE IN MY LIFE"Are you not going to visit her at the farmhouse?" Clara probed."I'm not that evolved," he replied, smiling to the side."I don't understand," she said."She stayed at my house the day she was discharged from the hospital, Clara, and left in the morning without saying goodbye, just leaving me a note on the fridge saying she would spend a few days at the farmhouse. I could have taken her there, but she called Murilo. They're together at the farmhouse now, and my concern is that he and she, well... they degrade themselves sexually. I'm sorry for telling you this, but you've gone out with her to Jânio's parties and you've seen how she uses sex to vent," he explained."Oh my God, Lipe. I'm so sorry," Clara wanted to cry upon hearing that, imagining how much the young man was suffering."I guess deep down, I worry that she will resort to old habits that will lead her to relapse, you know, and she has struggled so much to get clean," he confided."You a
LIGHTNING STORMMegan was thinking about Gregory even more now. She had stopped stalking him on social media a long time ago. It was too much suffering, why continue to do that, to hurt herself even more?Talking to Clara was always wonderful. It brought her relief and made her feel calm. But when she was alone, the thoughts assaulted her again. No matter how much she tried to convince herself that it might be her ego screaming, that her longing for him was because she couldn't have him, that it was the desire for the forbidden, deep down she knew it wasn't just that. It wasn't a matter of ego; it was love in its most painful and absurd form. It was the love for someone who was already committed, and if he were single, they would be together, end of story. She wouldn't be the mistress for quick encounters, the other woman who patiently or anxiously waits for the married and committed man. She had self-respect and wouldn't lower herself to be the lover who regrets being with the husban
YOU DID THE RIGHT THING!When his plump, warm lips touched hers, the sound of the door being opened concealed her moan. Finally, a woman who valued her bladder!"Let's go to my place," Gregory whispered in her ear, intertwining his finger with hers, and she followed him outside. The woman who entered didn't even notice them there, nor did she notice that there was a man present. Megan walked with him, their fingers still entwined. It was only when they were going down the escalator that it hit her. One: she was walking hand in hand with a married man in the middle of a shopping mall. Two: he said they were going to his house?But she didn't want to ask anything. She feared that if she asked any questions, the enchantment would break, he would change his mind, see reason, and by God, the self-proclaimed moralist feared that. She mentally kicked herself. Rolled her eyes internally at knowing that she was falling for it as well, and this time, fully aware! She was aware that she was acco