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The girl was staring at
the bright colored shade of the street. The shining
electric lights in the street disturbed her thoughts.
She didn't hear the music from the tape-recorder. She
was cold. The
darkness of the street reminded her the devil of the stories
of her grandmother of the many years ago.
The man
said, "Don't you think that tonight you are
making a decision based on your feelings, too? I am afraid
that you will get hurt." He looked at the girl.
"Friendship is not simple. It's a special holy
meaning. You didn't say what you thought right about,
and made a decision?"
The girl nodded her head. The man looked in front of
himself. He gently pushed on the gas pedal.
The man said, "Then you shook hands
correctly?"
The girl thought about the cold
outside. The dark color of the lights became light.
The man said, "Give me your hand."
The girl looked at him. She stretched out her hand.
The man took the girl's left hand with his right hand.
"Look, in one way, I want to end restlessness.
Maybe, a part of my loneliness will be filled. I want to open
up like flowers. Somehow, I should change
psychologically.
The girl was thinking of the warmth man's hand, which
was touching her hand.
"How do you feel?"
The girl nodded her head.
The man said, "What does that mean?"
The
girl stared at the man, murmured, "nothing".
The man said, "You don't have any feeling!"
The girl said, "no".
The man put the car in the neutral shift. He slammed
his foot on the brakes and waited behind the traffic
light and he looked at the girl again.
"You know
almost everything about me, but, what about me? My
fear is the 28 years difference is not bad or
difficult. Excuse me... I don't have any intention to
be child again. I'm pessimist.."
The girl said,
"No, why pessimist?"
The man said, "You're very smart. You have great
intelligence. It is really very good! Don't you think
that you are challenging with me? You haven't still
said anything. Do you expect me to search for
something in the dark room? Friendship without
smelling your physical presence, won't excite any
feeling. You will become
upset, if I touch you?
The girl looked at the moon. The clouds covered the
half moon in the sky.
The man said, "Will you be
upset?"
The girl said, "I don't know, maybe
I get upset."
The man took a deep breath. The
girl said, "I think of you as my father."
The man said, "good, very good", and he
looked at the girl's face. The girl looked at him,
too. They looks meet for a second. She looked at
him and once again she stared at the moon. The man
lost his balance of the car for a second. The car
almost hit the middle barrier of the road. The man was
drowned in his thoughts. His cheek was touched hers.
"Is it possible to believe? It is like never
needing to eat."
The man squeezed the girl's hand. He wanted to
transfer all of the warmth of his hand to the girl's.
The girl looked outside; at the bright darkness of the
street; and then, she listened to the sad sound of the
man, who was still reading on the tape-recorder:
The blue of the ocean is
forbidden. The love of two fish is forbidden.
The man said, "The first day I saw you, your
kindness reached my heart. Perhaps, you thought that I
need you."
The girl took a deep breath. She took her eyes from
the street. She looked at the man and smiled. The man
let go of the girl's hand. He put two hands on the
steering wheel and he put a heavy foot on the gas
pedal.
"There are many things that I must tell you. But,
I'm afraid that you will get hurt. I want to put my
head on your shoulder, to touch your hair, talk to
you."
The girl looked down. She looked at the tape-recorder
in the car and she listened to the man still singing:
The chatter of whisper is
forbidden.
The man's lips were moving.
"You were supposed to talk this evening. For four
night, I've been doing all the talking."
He was whispering at the girl's ears. He was smelling
the girl, feeling free, and his thoughts goes wrong.
He thought that he could write a story tonight.
The girl said, "You went the wrong way."
The man get back to himself and he looked at the
street and said, "Aren't you late? Let's take a
ride." They passed the girl's house.
The girl said, "no", and she looked at her
watch.
The man said, "I could have hired many people in
the company, if it was meanness. Did you think of why
approximately two weeks I have been waiting for you to
become my fellow worker?"
The girl said, "I never thought."
The man said, "Do you know, what kind of person I
am? Really, do you know me?"
The girl played with the fingers of her hand. She said
nothing.
The man said, "Did you sleep well last
night?"
The girl thought on saying goodbye, and about the
night, weltering shoulder to shoulder, and the chaos,
which will fill the whole of her. The man thought, the
car hit the electrical pole in the middle of the
street and his head is on the steering wheel. His face
was full of blood. The girl cleaned the blood away
with her hands and she gently closed her eyes.
The man thought that he was not doing the right thing,
and it is lack of conscience to bring the girl to the
gray years of his life. Everything ended at that very
moment.
The man thought of the nights with the warmth of her
hand and nightly whistles and perfumed fragrance that
will reach the beautiful seconds and he will have a
sense of serenity.
The man stopped stopped the car. They have reached the
girl's house. He stared at the girl. The girl said,
"Thank you. Goodbye." Then she opened the
door and smiled. She looked at the man for a second
and she closed the door. The man pushed on the gas
pedal and he turned left. He told himself that he
would go and write a story.
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