“Alright,” I said, “well, if you stay, I promise to fight with you from time to time, to remember the good old days and that way you can stay and you don’t have to leave.”
She laughed between the tears that also escaped her, even though she clearly didn’t want them to. Giving me a kiss, she said:
“See if you can get yourself a girlfriend, and soon we’ll see you married and with kids. That’ll make you change those strange ideas that you and I both know are a front to make you seem very tough, but deep down even you don’t believe them.”
“No, they’re very serious,” I said and we separated, she had to get on the train.
What a thing to say! That I get myself a girlfriend. All the girls I knew were like their mothers, devout girls who only thought about praying novenas, stuck in church all d
