“Mamá, it’s good to see you.” Valeria and I are talking and we have all the information to announce our official compromise. We’ll have a party here at the house next Saturday. He will sell all the important people of the city, my partners, the friends of the Vale family. It will be an incredible night. Isabel felt a cold nude in the elf. A party, hundreds of rich and elegant extras. He felt like a rat who invited them to a cat fight.
“That’s good, I’m here. I give you a lot of joy”, I say, trying to make my voice sound convincing. “I want you to see me as the queen of the night,” continued Alejandro next to his wife. You are the mother of the new, you have to unravel. At this moment, Valeria appeared, slithering through the grass like a snake in paradise. Just from that question, he exclaimed with a smile that didn’t touch his eyes. Don’t worry about anything, my love. I’ll remind you that your mother is looking spectacular.
I’ll take you shopping today and we’ll find the perfect dress for you. It will be a gift for her. The offer in the mouth of any other person was a nice gesture. Coming from Valeria sounded like a pleasant moment. Isabel tried to deny it. No, no, no hace falta. In truth, I have a very good blue dress. Que sigra, please. Valeria interrupted her. with a tone of false exasperation. No sea modest. A blue dress. No, no, no. You need someone from the designer, something that was at the height of the event.
It’s an image question, do you understand? Of the image of the family. You’ve decided. We are leaving after coming. Valeria’s journey in her morning bed was a silent torture. As the guest navigated through the city’s most exclusive streets, Valeria spoke without hesitation on the list of guests. Senator Robles and his wife will sell. Don’t know the diamonds that this woman uses. Also confirmed to the entrepreneur Gastón Fernández, the dueño of the largest builder in the country.
Please be especially kind to him. Suegra is a possible inversionist for Alejandro. Ah, and the most important thing is to count the stories of when Alejandro sold jelly beans in the street. Please, these people are not interested in these stories of overcoming, the stories of bad taste. Usted only sleep and feel. ¿Entendido? Isabel didn’t respond. If he limited himself to looking at the wind, feeling each one more small, each one more pleasant. The car I found in front of a boutique whose name was written in golden and elegant letters.
No need to escape, just a dark crystal door that promised a world of exclusivity and exorbitant prices. Upon entering, a tall and elegant vendor, made up to perfection, was greeted with a hearty smile. “Valeria, querida, qui milagro”, I said, giving her two besos on the air. Brenda, how are you? I introduce you to Alejandro’s mother, her name is Isabel. Let’s look for a dress for the compromise party. Algo spectacular. This Brenda went to Isabel with a quick and thoughtful glance, holding a second in her comfortable backpacks and simple bag.
Of course yes. For the lady we keep some precious things that come from Milan. Yes. The interior of the shop was intimidating, with clothes worn like works of art, a sepulchral silence and a shadow so dark that it seemed they were walking over clouds. Valeria began to dress up the clothes with feverish energy. A ver, suegra, pruébese. This time, I gave her a dress of golden lenses with a pronounced smile and an opening in the back that would have brought him to a vein.
“Valeria, I can’t put this on me,” Isabel whispered in horror. “She’s not old. Alejandro wanted to be truly modern, spectacular. He went to the tester. Isabel tried the dress. She felt grotesque, a caricature. When they got on the plane, Valeria and Brenda looked at her and laughed at her. Mmmm. I don’t tell Valeria by pretending to analyze her. Quiz is a young girl’s dream. She shows off a lot of goodness, the signature skirt on the arms. The second dress was completely the opposite, a high and wide design in a base color so tasteless that it looked like a mortar.
This is more discreet, more appropriate for your child, don’t you think so? Let’s not worry that people will think that they want to bring youth to the coast of my promise. Isabel tried it. If it felt invisible, it was a mess. The color made it seem clear. “I’m so pale,” I said looking at myself with hope. “It’s the light of the day, don’t worry. Come on, what follows.” The third dress was black, elegant, but with a price that Isabel would return her dress.
Valeria made sure that Isabel followed etiquette. “Uf, this is the most important thing I ever wanted to drink,” he said in a loud voice. Are you sure you will feel comfortable using something so valuable, sir? With this, sometimes he pulls his hands towards her if he doesn’t pull the poncho to the top and ruins it. It would be a tragedy. At this moment, other two clients, women from high society entered the shop and greeted Valeria. Isabel’s humiliation was the point of turning into a public spectacle.
After trying to find the other two clothes to be the most unsuitable, Valeria sighed with the force of a hurricane, making sure that the next few people would be able to protect her. “Ay, no way, Brenda,” I say with a tone of frustration and pain. “It doesn’t seem to work. My sister has a complicated body and a very particular taste. I think it would be a mistake to bring her here. Quiz we have to try in a more modest shop, you know, one of these departments in the center where they sell clothes for the simplest ladies.
The words fit like stones in the silence of the boutique. The other customers turned and looked at Isabel with a mixture of praise and mockery. Isabel felt the heat of the shame endured through her breast as long as her ears. I would like to know that the earth will move on. It was a calculated humiliation, performed to perfection in front of an audience. This is seen as a rare thing, the little girl who her daughter-in-law tried to clean up without finishing. The journey of return was a pity.
Isabel marveled at the wind trying to contain the tears that quenched her eyes. Valeria, in return, created a trendy song, visibly satisfied with her work. Upon arriving at the house, Alejandro received her at the entrance. Well, did they meet the dress of the cenicient? He prayed sonriente. Ay, my love, no idea, replied Valeria with a sigh of agony. We go to every place in July, but your mother doesn’t feel comfortable with anyone. It’s very special for your clothes, but don’t worry about revenge.
of an unbranded plastic bag. It has a simple dress, shiny polyester and an antique short. Let’s stop by to hang out in the center and meet them. It’s much more about the style, don’t you believe it? Easy, comfortable, so you don’t feel disheartened. For Alejandro, who didn’t mean brands or quality, the gesture seemed like a thoughtful and nice display. Off to your promise, after a day of fruitless shopping, proudly presenting a humble dress for your mother.
“You are an angel, my life, always so considered,” I said, giving her a drink. She turned to her mother, “Very well, mother? She’s perfect. Isabel looked at her dress, the final symbol of her humility, and then to her son, with her eyes filled with blind happiness. Astonished, unable to speak. Yes, my son, it’s perfect. Subió to her heart with the dress thrown away in the hands and the weight of a new derrota on the men. The days following the disastrous shopping excursion took a load of preparations.
The house was full of people, florists, banqueteros, decorators. Valeria stood in her element giving orders with the precision of a general, her voice a constant and metallic echo in the large halls. For Isabel, every corner of the house had been converted into enemy territory. Intentaba hacerse invisible. seeking refuge in the quietest places such as the library or the loudest ring in the garden. But even there she felt the presence of Valeria, a shadow that watched over her and watched her.
One late, while she was forced to venture into the kitchen, she met Lucia. The task was just finishing cleaning, on a clean beak, but your eyes were always alert. To tell Isabel, her expression was smooth. Good luck, Señora Isabel. Do you offer anything? Just a jar of water, Lucia. Thank you. Lucia didn’t just serve her water, but from a small wrapper of paper she added a sweet bread, a sprinkle of bread, even a warm one. Look at this.
The aparté para usted del pan que nos dan. With so much ajetreo, the best is not well served. The gesture, so small and so significant, moved Isabel until her tears. Thank you, Lucia. You were very good. Please take care, señora. He whispered to the door, looking nervously at the door. Keep a lot of care today. Señorita Valeria goes like a torbellino. It is very altered because the candlesticks that you have seen are not tied. When you ask it like this, ask it with you and ask it enfrente.
Lucia’s warning turned out to be prophetic. A couple of hours later, Isabel was on the floor of the second floor, heading towards her quarters, when Valeria intercepted her. Usted, just to the one who is looking for, I say on a threaded voice, that you are doing absolutely nothing useful, come and help me. In the Trevejos section on the west side there are some boxes with maintenance that I need to review. Come with me. It wasn’t a petition, it was an order. The west wing of the mansion was the oldest and least used.
The path that led to the Trevejos quarter was wide, narrow and poorly lit. One of the tech bombs flashed intermittently, creating a dramatic environment. “Walk faster, dear, I don’t have to go all day,” Valeria rewarded, walking past her with impatient steps. Isabela followed by loading one of the smallest boxes that Valeria had given her. The step ended on a small and steep service ladder that descended to a lower level. It was a dark and dangerous ring of the house.
Just when they reach for the first scale, Valeria takes it with her. “Ay, I’m zapato, I think I’ll hit the tacón,” he exclaimed. He started pretending to review the tobillo and in a movement that seemed torpid and accidental, he swung backwards, completely choking the weight of his body against Isabel. The impact was brutal and surprising. Isabel, who hadn’t expected it, lost her balance. Instantly he took off the caja, crashed through the stairs with a shriek and let out a loud cry as his feet were covered and his body was thrown into the vacancy of the stairs.
In one act of reflection, he extended his arms and his legs clung to the barandilla of the forged hierro in the last second. He asked himself by grasping with the cleared heart and the heart of his body above the abyss. The pull caused a sharp pain in her arm and in her body, and she scraped her skin with force against the wall of her face. “Señora Isabel!” Lucia’s voice resonated from the other end of the song. Alert by the extraction of the caja, he had come running.
I left just enough time to go to the stage. Isabel, suspended precariously, with her beak pale in terror, and Valeria standing next to her, watching her not with alarm, until with an expression of sad disappointment, as she would become annoyed because the caída had not been completed. When Lucia met, Valeria’s mask changed in the next half. “Suegra, for God’s sake, let me be mata,” he shouted with a perfectly realized anguish. That’s what I’m talking about. I tropecé and in case I throw it.
Discúlpeme, please. Lucia ran and together with Valeria who was now feigning an unmeditated panic, she helped Isabel to regain her balance and put herself on her feet. Isabel shook her head from foot to foot, not just for the sake, but for the certainty that it wasn’t an accident. Your eyes met Lucia’s eyes. In the sight of the office I see the same certainty. Lucia had seen the second half of the bad girl in Valeria’s rostrum before the theater began.
Y Valeria, once you looked at the dos and in your view there was a good warning, a clear message for Lucia. You haven’t seen anything. Lucia, ignoring Valeria’s distressing presence, passed an arm through Isabel’s men. Come, señora, I’ll take you to your heart’s content. You need to taste and add a little water with blue. This is so terrible! While they were alejaban, Valeria followed her with her gaze, an almost imperceptible smile spreading on her lips. The plan has not reached perfection, but the message has been sent.
Once again in the security of the home, Lucy helped Isabel to feel in her room. The old woman was still scared. You’re welcome, sir. No if he lasted. El brazo. Duele el arm, Isabel whispered, wondering where it had been scratched against the wall. I minced my arm and left my skin red and scratched, a wound that on the following day would turn into a dark and delatoring moraine. “This woman is the devil”, I say Lucia in my voice, on the rostrum a mixture of anger and mercy.
“This can’t happen like this, lady. What happened. It wasn’t an accident. I know it, Lucia. I also know it. But, what can we do? The heartbreak in Lucia’s eyes was deep. If you know, put me in the street in less than a minute. I’ll tell Don Alejandro that I’ve got something for you, who insulted her, whatever. And I’m going to tell her. I have two children in school, my mother is sick.
This work is all I care about. Entiendo, Lucia. Don’t worry. I won’t say I saw anything. I don’t want to worry about problems. The alliance between her solidified in this moment. A strong alliance in my shared life and impotence. Isabel had a testigo, an alias, but it was a silent alias due to necessity, as prisoner as she was in this golden jaula. The next morning, the sun came through the wind in Isabel’s heart, but she didn’t feel any heat.
If I looked at the arm in the mirror, a beloved hand, large and dark, extended from the tail until the muñeca. A purple map of Valeria’s hatred. it was a physical and painful record of his vulnerability. I can wear a loose-fitting blouse with care, hoping that the fabric will hide the evidence of the fit. The pain was dull and constant, but the pain in my soul was much deeper. If she felt completely alone, trapped in a red of minds of the one who didn’t see escape.
I decided to go to the library, the only place in the house where Valeria rarely entered. to consider it abominable. She was sitting in a book trying to concentrate on the lyrics of a book when Alejandro entered. He didn’t take the prize forever, nor his cell phone in his hand. On the rostrum she showed a calm that Isabel hadn’t seen in her in weeks. Hello, mama. I interrupt. No, my friend. Of course not. Pasa, siéntate. It was felt in the middle of the center in front of her.
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