Natalie stopped struggling when she recognized Manolo’s voice. He released her and removed his hand from her mouth, so she could also breathe well. He crawled to her side, and together they watched Sammy release his anger at the oak’s trunk and roots.
‘Oh!’ Natalie grunted in a suppressed manner: red ants crawled inside her pants and started biting, making her wriggle because of the fiery marks they left.
Manolo tapped her shoulder for her to settle down, not knowing what was going on. He gave her a be-quiet face, but instead of being at ease, she turned her back so that she was facing the stars and unbuttoned her jeans.
“What’re you doing?” Manolo hissed, wrapping her in his arms to keep her low on the ground.
“Ants.”
Manolo’s eyes widened, but he moved down to Natalie’s waist and he
