"What?"
"I lost my ticket!"
It wasn`t in any pocket. Mariana looks in her purse, in every possible place. She finds nothing.
"I had it just now! I had both tickets, mine and yours. I gave you one. Isn`t mine with you?"
"No, it`s not."
He had only one ticket. The concert was near there, on the beach, close to the sea. Electronic music, to dance until dawn. The ticket wouldn`t show up.
"Mariana, wouldn`t it have fallen somewhere?"
She looks around and starts walking back from where she came from. John, from the distance, was looking at her as she took something from the ground. She comes back smiling and hopping on her high heels.
"I found it!"
***
"I don`t wanna know of any concert! You`re nothing to me! I`m going home!"
"No, wait!"
Sad, Emanuel sits on the beach. He looks at the sky and at the sea, and how they seem to mirror each other. In despair, he says: "I`d like to not have done what I did, I love her so much!"
The concert was about to begin as he cries. He cries and the pain he feels in his chest is louder than the bass of the subwoofers. He was in panic. He threw away his ticket to the concert. With his head on his knees he tried to hide from himself. The ticket didn`t matter. Nothing else did matter.
He raised his head once more to look at the sea. There was no one around, everyone was on the line to enter the concert. He felt even more alone than before. Only then he noticed a girl was coming closer. It wasn`t his love. He only listened her saying three words:
"I found it!"
10 de nov. de 2004
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