THRONG

A few nights later, Ximena accepted Erik's invitation to go dancing. After a thousand phone calls to beg him and several pushes from her friend, she finally made up her mind. Although she almost stayed on the road or went back, she even tried to wake up her children, looking for a pretext to stay. Erik proposed that they meet at the site, a clumsy strategy typical of the stingy or to avoid giving importance, which leaves open the possibility that it deviates from the road or that it does not arrive. The wait seemed eternal, so he had better go out to look for her, although the possibility that they would cross stopped him. He almost got into a cab; if she arrived and did not find him, he would be upset. He felt his shoes loose; he looked down to check them, and while detailing them, he remembered that he had chosen shoes without laces. When he looked up, it seemed like he had bumped into an angel. Ximena walked in. undecided, feeling strange, struggling in her head—it was as if she ha