Wednesday, March 4, 2009

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My stories: Clementina

Clementina

fired Media tragic news: a baby would have been killed by their parents at birth.
The comments of the press used every adjective imaginable to discuss the incident. The population was accompanied with words that expressed the horror of such a crime.
The issue went to the police and justice. The father denied his involvement, said that did not even know that his wife was pregnant. Neither did the immediate family or neighbors who saw Clementina every day.
No media had shown pictures of those involved, the first few days were of shock and disbelief. The question came one: how a husband can ignore the pregnancy of his wife?
Finally, a newspaper showed pictures and gave the woman's name was Clementine.
While flipping through the newspaper, go to the police section, I noticed a familiar face. I never read that section, by principles, for pity or shame. But that face brought me back to the police page. She was the chubby Clementine. The same, his face expressionless, unsmiling, with a crease between the eyebrows.
The student knew at the time. Poor Clementine. Nature had not contributed anything to her womanhood. Ugly, fat, short, nothing in it could attract the attention of men. At student parties, Clementina finished alone in a corner. No one invited her to dance, or around or listen to stories. Nor was picked for games.
had good friends, started going to dances with them for over eighteen years. The result was the same: no one approached to dance with her. Her friends took her to the door, Clementina was let go to dance, but little by little, several young men approached her friends and again, Clementina in the corner.
For a while, dropped balls, gave excuses to her friends. So passed two or three years. The others were with boyfriends, some had married. Clementina was alone, more and more isolated because their good friends spent time with their boyfriends or husbands.
A night of mist and total boredom, got dressed and went alone to a dance, I was twenty years.
had made special diet and lots of gym to lose weight, going to the hairdresser and makeup was done even by experts.
looked at the place with a mixture of nostalgia and pain. He went to the bar and ordered a cup tightly, then another and another. The music vibrated and Clementina's libido as well. He got into the dance floor wild. Between the lights and noise, was found wrapped in male arms. Alcohol and noise gave no opportunity to think or to look at the face of his companion. Involved in a fierce hug turning in the same place. The instincts surfaced in full force. They left the local dance towards the sandy beach. Clementina
was leaving the influence of alcohol. Became aware that sat next to a guy in the cool sand. His clothes were at his side and the moon lit up the body.
The couple exchanged few words while dressed
Clementina walked to the promenade. The man asked how he returned home. She said a bus stop a few hundred meters. Remained together up there. The bus appeared, Clementina set foot on the step, looked back and saw a hand to say goodbye. He sat in the front seat, the bus had been almost empty. He looked out the window and saw a black figure in a corner lost
arrived home when the sun showed its rays into the sky. Sleep? Impossible. He wandered from room to room. I was tired and the effect of alcohol was felt a strong headache. He lay dressed. Looked at the ceiling for a moment, then sleep won.
later awoke, the sun casts shadows of dusk. It was a long time in the shower. Check your body while increasing soap scum. No thought, no plans, no regrets, or complained.
"There, he said.
resumed his routine. The days passed without anything else.
One day he went to the supermarket, while examining a product, he dropped the bag. A young man approached him and, catch the purse, brushed his hand. Clementina took a few steps, looked back and met the eyes of the young stranger. She was a good conversationalist, so it was difficult to hold a conversation. They walked together in the aisles. Clementina finished shopping and Fabian, as he was called his companion, asked her to take a drink. They talked a lot. Arrange another interview at the supermarket. Interviews there were several days.
Finally, they discovered they were lovers. So smitten that he proposed marriage.
Fabian had only recently begun to work, did not earn much either Clementina. They made calculations, buy the essentials. They could live in the house of Fabian's mother had rooms and bathroom on the fund when he received a rural relatives.
thought that in five months could be the least and get married.
"That's right, Fabian said, for now, we can not think about having children. Clementina
agreed, should be organized more, perhaps, get jobs better paid. At least a year of waiting. Resented because both want a child, always talking.
The wedding was held with great simplicity, there was no honeymoon trip, stayed at home, was what they wanted and all I could do.
Clementina was happy. All he cared about was returning to being overweight and hormonal disorders that prevented him from menstruating. Visited the doctor, he said it was predictable, she was such irregularity. The wedding would have generated a bit of stress. Two months
and Clementina concern was immediate. He recalled the dance, was lying in the sand with this stranger. He returned to the doctor and told him everything. The analysis confirmed a pregnancy.
-Oh! Fabian and alas, managed to say.
walked to her house, her husband would come in an hour. Prepared snack like a robot. He had no alibi. I was so used to waiting, always, time decided by it.
Every time it looked bigger. The friends told him he had gone to fat. Clementina did not answer. Urged him to return to the gym and weight-loss diet. One of them asked if she was pregnant.
"Do not you dare ask that, and less Fabian's presence, answered with a tone that her friends were not used. Fabian
felt that he was awakened by groans. Clementina was up, did not see her in bed. He went to the bathroom and found her giving birth to a girl. Amid the shock, went in search of medical help. When she returned she was dead, killed Clementina.
came the police, ambulance, family. It was over.
Both were tried and imprisoned, Clementina especially aggravated manslaughter and Fabian, of concealment.
Clementina I went to visit the jail and told me this story. When finished I said: "May God comfort you"
I do not think he wants, he replied
I left thinking who he was referring in that "I do not want," whether God or her.
law enforcement investigations continue
The press still has the front-page news "about the murder is investigated by the parents of a newborn girl." Aurora

Martino

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