Sunday, March 1, 2009

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The thief of melodies (III)

A few weeks later there was another change. One morning, Alexander came with a package. Put it on the kitchen table and opened it. The board revealed four books with a binding that looked old and dull reddish color. Took them to his room and spent the whole afternoon locked. It took several days. The few times I left the room could see, behind the door ajar, a part of its bed full of pages with annotations. Did not explain anything. One night, over dinner, I talked about some interesting film that just premiered. I said we could go see it.

"Impossible. Now I'm very busy with exams.

the afternoon, returning from college, I was cluttered with hundreds of papers on the dining table. It was written in ancient Greek and Latin, infested with notes in the margins with the letter of Alexander. I convinced myself that, really, my partner was in full exam time. Moreover, I was busy with medical exams, so I could not devote much time to investigate what Alexander could be brought up to. However, certain details suspicions aroused in me all kinds. Sometimes, between its pages scribbled, I was Expanding maps on different scales, different parts of the world and from different eras. All were crossed by lines that seemed obsessive pen drawing paths. Nevertheless, more worryingly taking place at night. While trying to sleep, tossing and turning in bed, haunted by the humid heat of the city were in early July and began to startle those who uttered cries of enthusiasm Alejandro from his room at any hour of the morning. At first I just did from time to time. It was impossible not to see in those blasts an expression of satisfaction, fullness of reaching a goal.

The cries gradually increased up to become very frequent in one night. In addition, the character of Alexander became increasingly taciturn, which made me seriously doubt your mental stability. I thought about outbreaks of schizophrenia and alienation from reality. And I feared the worst when my partner did not appear at home for three days. I was about to report his absence to the police. The more weight had reached this determination, Alexander returned. He carried two large bags of newly purchased. The room began to darken the shadows of dusk. Alexander lit a lamp.

"I've finished exams. I was studying at a friend's house, so I could not come here. Maybe I should have warned.
"I was about to call the police.

Removed scarf and jacket, and threw them carelessly on a sofa. Dragged the bags to your room and returned to the dining room.

"Tomorrow I'm going on vacation. I bought a ticket to California. I need to remove all the stress of exams.
- Are you going to California?
"So I said, right? "He said, winking. I figure that I'll be out a couple of weeks, at most three. Do not worry, leave pay rent throughout the month.

It was the next day. Since his departure, the summer went for me as a line of continuous peace and serenity. The latest antics of Alexander had been generated in a distance between us again, this time reinforced by my doubts about his mental health. I was alone on the floor for two weeks, which took advantage of his absence to organize small parties or simply enjoy the disappearance of the tensions that had marked our relationship. Finally, I myself went away on vacation. I contemplated returning to the floor, and the company of Alexander, as a cumbersome burden. I seriously considered the possibility of moving house in return. I realized just how hard it would be accustomed to normal again when, three weeks later, I opened the front door and heard music from inside. Alexander was there. I tried to smile. Reclined on the couch. Her skin was dark and wore a Hawaiian flowered shirt and some shorts.

"Oh, I see that you have laid great vacation.
- Cool? More than that! My life has changed completely. CONTINUE

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