The Compadre
For Ramón Zúñiga, for the story and all the chats
Mr. Victor told me that one day he had some builders working on his house. One of them asked him for permission to leave because his uncle had died. Of course, Victor let him go; attending the funeral of a family member is a must. Very early the next day, the boy was in the house ready to work. Victor was surprised to see him there because that morning it was the burial and he had clearly decided not to go. He asked him what had happened and the boy (Hugo I think his name was) told him what had happened, but not before he made him promise that he would not be afraid.
Hugo’s friend had lent his van to him, so that after the mass he could take the coffin to the cemetery, while the deceased’s loved ones accompanied him on foot
