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The Spy Chapter 1 – Part I She looked him with disdain. Or rather: she would look him with disdain if there was not a computer between them. As there was a computer, she looked the screen and thought that she really would like he looked her now. She wanted that he could see her disdain face. She wanted that he knew that she was not thinking seriously about what he was saying. Even though she knew that this knowledge would do no difference in his life – it never did any difference! Not because he did not pay attention about her thoughts, but because he was too excited to care with them while he lucubrate. “So, Simone, you’ll turn right in the park. Do you know which park I mean?” “Of course.” “Turn right in the park and go ahead... and you’ll arrive in Glorious Avenue.” She took a deep breath and insisted in the same thing she had told him before: “And how will I avoid the traffic in the park? They are doing some celebrations because of the end of the year, Cesar! There is crowded, and with many cars and things and… I want to avoid that place!” Cesar stayed in silence for a while. Maybe he was frustrated that Simone had not liked his plan. Maybe he was trying to understand what she had told him. Maybe he was just in silence – she had no idea why. “Hey, let’s do differently. I’ll wait until the end of the celebrations and so I’ll go back home, there’s no problem!” “But it’ll be too late, imagine which time you’ll arrive home.” “At least I’ll take the most direct way to go there.” “I’ll think in another way and call you back.” No. Cesar would not give up. Simone used to think that the best thing to do was waiting for a while, so the traffic would be small. She could spend this time reading, watching movies, buying clothes or doing nothing. Would she arrive at home late? Yes, but less tired. Was she able to explain it to him? Never ever! She was unable to understand why she could not understand it and, in some moments, she thought that it was just because he wanted to impress her. And he impressed her, indeed. I he did not, they would not be together for so long. She smiled when thought about it: five years. It was many years. It was the first relationship she had that survived. The others finished after one or two years, and many times she was so angry with her boyfriends she was unable to see them again. But Cesar was different. She could be angry with him in different moments, but when they were together, he would make her laugh. Even when he was unable to understand what she said, he was just interested in pleasing her. And he would do his best to do this. Probably this was the explanation for why they were together for so many years. Thinking in it, she closed the window that they were using to talk – when he called her again, a new window would open. Before going back to her work, however, she decided to take a look in the news: New Year sale, a car accident, diplomatic tension between Coneva and Sardenha. She clicked in the last news – it was a subject that attracted her attention, as someone from Coneva. While the page loaded, however, the phone started to ring – it was her boss, asking her about a document he needed urgently. In the beginning of the next morning, the cleaner was cleaning Simone’s room. It was in that moment that she noticed that the computer was turned on. She nodded: again Simone had forgotten that to turn off the machine. But… that could be a good opportunity: she could send her boyfriend an e-mail! He would be happy with this surprise, probably. And when she sent the e-mail, she turned off the computer – is was Saturday, so no one would use it in the next two days. And, in the other side of the city, Cesar as meeting Simone: “So did you take the route I suggested you yesterday?” he asked. “That route was terrible!” she answered. “But it avoided all bad points in your way, honey!” “Less the park.” “Which park? This route avoided the park...” “Which route you are talking about?” “Some minutes before your time to leave the office, I’ve sent you a message with a new route suggestion. I saw you were unable in the chat, but I thought that you’d see it when you turned off your computer. Didn’t you see it?” In this moment, Simone started to laugh: “Maria’ll kill me!” “Why?” “My boss called me to ask some urgent documents and I started to do what He wanted and did not turn off the computer… “Oh, sweetie heart…” “She’ll complain a lot when I arrive to work Monday…” “The worst part is that I lost much time thinking in that route and you didn’t see it…” “Oh, poor guy…” she told, laughing and kissing him: “a kiss to compensate you…” (10122011) | ||||||
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