“I always believed in you and... know that... even though I knew we didn't have a normal life, anywhere we lived after Dad died, I felt safe knowing that you were by my side, taking care of me and ... that's why my sleep... was always peaceful, after all, there was no way not to be... I was absolutely sure that you were awake, attentive and by my side.Today I feel flattered that my heroine compares me to herself...!As children we try to compare ourselves to our heroes and the feeling of our hero comparing us to himself is... something surreal!Yes, I want to be a “Sam” for my nephew, in reality I have always dreamed of being like you, but I have to tell you that I will never replace you, my sister... I do not wish to be your “mother”. son” even though it is an incalculable honor.I want and love the idea of being your sister and your child's aunt and not having to take those titles that only you are entitled to.Now I want you to promise me, this is my condition, that you will rea
The next day, Saturday night.As an excellent strategist and good instructor, things went exactly as Eleonora planned except for the conclusion.The storm was bigger than predicted and, in addition, it also started about an hour earlier than estimated by the weather service. That's why the two women didn't count, but the worst surprise was yet to come.“Okay, the effect will occur in an hour or so, considering that it has been three hours since I introduced it into you.Now I'm going to give you more of this and... I already have everything prepared.You can be sure that it was raining outside and the thunder was beyond normal...”,While she was still speaking, the lights went out and the entire town was left in complete darkness.This makes them both tense, but that's not all.A sound of loud footsteps becomes audible to the two frightened women. They also hear, soon after, a male voice, hoarse as if communicating with at least one other man who, in turn, has the most incomprehensibl
The unfortunate man sets off on a reckless run and is only interrupted by the times when he gets his feet stuck in the mud and has to insist on removing the boots he is wearing and is forced to use in front of the branches, twigs and sharp stones that exist on the path.The feared actually happened. The river is covering the bridge that connects the small village to the Reid family mansion.Now he has no alternative but to make the long journey outside the property to avoid risking his own life trying to swim across.Almost an hour later, crossing some fences and corrals, he arrives at the mansion and, upon entering through the back door, grabs a handful of keys and leaves with them hidden under the cover, until he arrives at the large vehicle garage.Now in possession of one of them, the man will have to make an even longer journey through the center of the city, which, at this point in the storm, had streets similar to water and sewage channels.The electricity remains interrupted,
Without further delay, the scene returns to that outside his house where, while running aimlessly through the storm, he becomes more and more convinced that he was in front of two devilish women:The wife he admired, to whom he gave his heart, and the sister-in-law who always respected him and for whom he had immense affection.At that moment, still in the room and astonished at the fact that she had failed in her plan, the nurse hears her sister's voice, who finally returns and asks to see her son.To preserve Eleonora, Júlia decides not to report what happened, which only lasted a few minutes, but which could shake those who should remain safe.Sparing his sister this possible emotion would be crucial at that moment.Eleonora waves to Júlia who, in response, takes the child to her mother.She seemed to have stable emotions. But when she feels the child on her, she begins to demonstrate an inner happiness on her face, noticeable even when she is down.Eleonora had no idea of the em
“Send them up now”, orders the widow, she is curious due to the detail of the urgency.Twelve years later, present day...In a certain square, well-treed and full of concrete tables with black and white squares printed on each of them and just two concrete benches on each side of them, there used to be several people at a certain time in the late afternoon competing between itself the game that gave its name to the square in the center of the city's capital.The place became the most pleasant of all due to the cool climate, the birdsong and the fish swimming in the lakes. A colossal contrast with the concrete jungle that forms a kind of suffocating and noisy barrier.A woman was in one of her routines sitting on a wide wooden bench shaded by a huge tree a few meters away from a small, designated set of tables. Which, by the way, were the furthest away from the hustle and bustle caused by the accumulation of players and larger groups of tables in the center of the park.Everyone who fr
The next morning,at the counter of a bar two blocks from the capital's central hospital“Tiring night, doctor?”, a man approaches what appeared to be a doctor who had just finished his night shift and was having a drink to wake up.“Yes, it was, but it's part of the horror show of my profession... I can't afford to complain... I'm sorry, but do we know each other?” asks the doctor suspiciously, as he had never seen that man in a bar that it is almost the frequency of hospital employees.“Excuse me, let me introduce myself: I'm a DP detective here in the capital and my colleague and I would like to ask a few questions about the body of the elderly gentleman who was about to be examined.”, says the man dressed in a street sweeper's overalls, sweaty.Soon, the doctor finds the dress of what is called a “police investigator” strange.“I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to talk about it... like that, nothing official...” he cuts off the word and turns away from the investigator.“We know this
“I don’t know the name, but I have a photo of the board. I believe that those who know it will notice the absence of the piece in the set... Just a moment and I'll check here...”, he searches among papers in a small suitcase.After finding what appears to be a xerox copy of a photo, he starts counting how many pieces he has of each figure in the game to the woman on the phone.“Remember, madam, that this image and all the rest of the material go together in the next envelope for you...”, emphasizes the thin agent.At that exact moment when the chubby man is still mentioning some pieces, the police detectives are surprised by a noise coming from the only door of the small apartment. Without a doubt it was a break-in. After knocking down the door, the client experienced what appears to be physical fighting and, shortly after, a gunshot was fired. Finally, there is a calm and the silence is broken by some inaudible voices. Minutes later, scared, she interrupts the call herself.Months la
In Argentine.A large South American film festival, where the best filmmakers from different countries in South and Central America and Spanish-speaking countries come together. There are several celebrities present. During that night, many categories had already been awarded, as usual.One of the films with the highest nomination was a crime thriller. Winning the awards for: Best Film, Original Screenplay, Best Protagonist and Best Director.The production was made by an acclaimed actor, director and screenwriter. Well known to everyone present, for being the owner of one of the largest audio visual producers. Its main activity is the creation and production of films. In addition to commercials for television and other media.The conglomerate of companies owned by the same owner still has shares in all other producers that individually also competed for the awards.But that night, all the attention is on one of the films and, logically, on a single person.“We feel honored and... ind