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I looked in the mirror I tried to smile but all I saw was a snarling figure in front of me
- You're going to a party poacher Give yourself a good face - I tell myself
- I can't I can't do it - says the more mundane me
- Why not? This is gonna be a fun party Friends jokes women - what's the matter?
- He'll be there you know?
- I don't know I don't care He doesn't care about me Then go to hell
- But nothing's lost yet He's been looking for you so many times
- And? So what? Nothing Nothing Why? Do you see anyone here? You didn't did you? There you go You go too you know where - I'm fighting with myself
I push out a quarter of a tube of hair gel and at first I just sort the locks with my fingertips but I really don't like it I'm tense I'm tired of everything There's a thought coming I'll give in I'll rub the top of my head with the middle of my hand and then all my hair around I look like a hungover punk
- That's good There you go Now the inside of your head - and I do I'm gonna blow some warm air on itI'm gonna stay like this With my fingers open I will stab my hand with the knots of my hair sticking up in the sky It's permanent I'll tell you that We're good to go Just a little more trim on the collar and I'll step away from the mirror
We volunteered to help out at school before we painted On every sign the letters of the vacation sign they reminded me of summer It was strange that only a few of us were loitering in the halls and corridors after the usual fizziness which made the atmosphere more intimate We took the chairs and the tables out to the lounge and we took the pictures and the flowers off the walls so the "painting men" could only care about the essentials There were only three of us in our class Kares Timi and I The Karcsi with a kind of lumberjack attitude he was just doing his job he didn't care how productive everyone was he might have solved it all on his own I knew why I came but Timi didn't fit in While we were carrying five chairs he was only taking one while we were resting and he was taking ten
It didn't bother anyonein fact we respected his enthusiasm It was only slowly that the rest of the acquaintances even though they called him the easier work in the supply room was not nice to him but remained by my side I've always liked him but somehow I never fit in with the other fans As soon as I felt that distance there was only one pretty girl left for me from the people I saw around me That something had changed I didn't realize it until after we said goodbye As soon as I left work he started packing We were waiting for the bus together and we got so caught up in the conversation I didn't realize until after the divorce that he was avoiding me The next day he greeted me first and he was very interested in where I was going to fit in today I liked his affections carried the chairs with little hope in my soul I did and I didn't think this was gonna work We talked all day laughed more and more and it seemed like there was nothing in the building but us
On the way home we sat on the terrace of a espresso as naturally as if we had discussed it As the days went by we got home more slowly taking more and more detours We let the buses go but if there was another flight we took off let it take us the other way It's been seven days it's Friday We finished at noon there's nothing left to do We rushed down the stairs liberally and he was a little behind holding out his hand to keep up with me Somehow we held hands like this We'd wander the city explore all known and unknown places It was dark when we said goodbye
- See you tomorrow? - I asked loosely but I was sure of the answer
- I don't think I have much homework Maybe I'm free - he said it funny with a mischievous light in his eyes
- Nine? Ten? When are you gonna wake up?
- Hmm not so early Make it 11: 00 I'll be here by then All right?
- All right Same place tomorrow then
I got two kisses he let go of my hand and he left He smiled back again then disappeared around the corner I bought a Rose and even if I slowed myself down I got here early I was sniffing the red petals and looking at the corner where it was about to appear No wonder he's late maybe I was expecting him But I didn't know He wasn't latehe just didn't show I felt really bad I was sure it was just some unknown force maybe a family program holding him back Since we didn't exchange phone numbers he couldn't contact me so I went up to myself As I remembered I had an idea because I know what street he lives on and his last name is rare The phone book will help go to the phone booth I'll turn the pages It has to be them It's ringing nobody's picking up I'm dialing five more times in case I missed but there's no answer
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