Entró a casa y el olor a alcohol y moho, así como telarañas, era lo reinante. Tiró la camisa, se fue al refrigerador y sacó dos cervezas, encendió el televisor, mientras se acomodaba en el sillón. Segundos después, abundantes lágrimas corrían en su rostro. Se bebió la cerveza y la botella la estrelló en la pared, al destapar la segunda botella voltea hacia la cocina y observa como su esposa lo mira.
Una brisa fría ingresó por la ventana, vestida de silencio, oscureciendo todo. No había otra imagen que él y su esposa. Ella no hablaba, él lloraba y escuchaba una voz que le repetía "ella te espera". No hizo nada, su inmóvil cuerpo no respondía. Quería gritar, abrasarla, pero no podía. Ella estiró una mano y eso a él le dio fuerzas para acercarse, allí la notó llorando y sorprendido, trató de alejarse, pero fue imposible.
Ella lo alcanzó y al tocar sus manos comenzaron a bailar, como el día en que ella murió.
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Hallucination
He entered the house and the smell of alcohol and mildew, as well as cobwebs, reigned supreme. He threw off his shirt, went to the refrigerator and took out two beers, turned on the TV, as he settled on the couch. Seconds later, tears were streaming down his face. He drank the beer and smashed the bottle against the wall, as he uncorked the second bottle he turned to the kitchen and watched as his wife looked at him.
A cold breeze came through the window, dressed in silence, darkening everything. There was no other image than him and his wife. She did not speak, he cried and heard a voice repeating "she is waiting for you". He did nothing, his motionless body did not respond. He wanted to scream, to embrace her, but he could not. She stretched out a hand and that gave him strength to get closer, there he noticed her crying and surprised, he tried to move away, but it was impossible.
She reached him and when their hands touched, they began to dance, like the day she died.
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