Dangerous Game

His nearly thirty years not released a childishness that erstwhile grim candor. Had changed "The Prince" by "The Prince", Picasso's doves a thorough collection of pottery that she modeled when the children came with her father fishery.

Stones, buttons rescued from old jackets, tiny pearls, blue eyes blind doll, all meticulously neat, clean, repaired, was the "final touch" of the collection of owls that nest in their warm hands to simulate wings.

He likes to talk, from time to time, and cleaned every day but not on time for the boys' bathroom and mate Ernesto.

When children complain about the decor of the house, so full of predators and wings open eyes, Ernesto smiles and says, "Do not panic, are birds that have their mother in the head."

She sometimes plays with the kids. He tells stories that makes up for lost sleep, "because you do not see wings or born in the darkness that much sleeping," he says.

But above all she likes to play alone. Weakness to see the effect of a joke and no one suspected his responsibility. For playful artifacts that changed in the last century with a new one: the telephone.

True, the invention of the telephone is not the novelty of the century, but she lives in a town so neglected by science, it's all a century ago, therefore, that there has banned the entry of machines called computers because it is bear a rare invention to destroy the significance of important people, making new center and admiration, as well as forward, as all the exotic, the advent of the Apocalypse ... there will never come because they are so far from the realm of God.

But now is the phone, a wonderful toy for Anne tried with it all possible games, but preferred to end the tragedy of that Tuesday, 13.

There is another detail: she has, perhaps imported from any city in his student years, a remarkable film culture.

Appropriate victim found Monday at the school, when he led the boys. Young, perfume, makeup to the point of excess, and whose light blue eyes betrayed a naivete conducive to heavy play: the teacher of Andrew, the youngest.

"In the planned night classes, books and disclose corrected by someone he thought looking at her with a disguise. Yes, those little women the most complex they have in mind is the love ... something so simple."

Ernesto goes to sleep like a log after a dose of affection not very strong and the guys are going to bed early. The phone is in the kitchen.

At two o'clock the teacher Andrew was dozing on the couch in the single pension of people waiting for a call that should reach ten. So between indignation and attended the dream and went to bed without illusion or shock: someone at that time, may not have what to do.

The next day looked a little more what he had heard, and quite unsure of it was real. He told a colleague, who did not take it seriously.

Suddenly fell into a depression because throughout the day the sentence was spinning in his head: "choose love lethal ill his breath, his forgetfulness kills." But he tried to strengthen the argument of his colleague to downplay importance: adolescents in the early hours of the people using the phone of the square to talk nonsense to anyone.

It was Wednesday night and found a strange headache and unable to sleep. He did not call again, despite all that the dream did Sunday, when he was so loving.

At two answered the phone of the pension. No one else would be awake. Thursday was the same, except that he fell asleep on the sofa in the room after the call.

On Friday morning, he noticed that one was born on his skin roughness, drawing a sort of thick clouds and strange symbols, from sex to the rest. Hour after hour, minute by minute, what the set was wrapped like a crochet fabric on your body.

Ana returned home with Andrew because the teacher did not go without any notice.

He made no speculation as his game, which was to call and say phrases deliberately murky, it was just that: a game. No specific effect intended with it, though dying with anxiety to find some effect.

The boys spend the weekend at the ranch of grandparents and Ernesto went fishing with friends.

Ana multicolored owls separated fresh eyes. It was a very large and dark. He looked even without eyes while he smoked a cigarette. He gave a sudden laugh. Then he muttered, shaking his head: "What a silly thought!"

Andrew's teacher walked slowly, breathing hard in his room. Came painfully to the living room couch to wait for the call. His blue eyes were bulging of the eyelids as if they were suddenly and roll out like beads on the floor.

He saw the round moon opposite the window, seemed to be there, on the other hand, the height of the privet. The teacher recalled with a certain tenderness: "Round, round ... Andrew is the full moon."

The call came as the other night and she raised the tube listening to every word. Then he hung up.

Saturday and Sunday were no different, and on Monday the school principal was alarmed by his mysterious absence.

Ana had decided that the boys stay another day in what their parents because despite loving his family, were wonderful moments of solitude and indesperdiciables.

On Tuesday, "Tuesday, 13!" Ernesto complained tired from the trip to look at the calendar, the director announced the sudden death of young teacher. "I had no family and had started dating the owner of the supermarket. That foreign newcomer I find something strange," said another student's mother Anna in the tribute held at the school.

The coffin was closed and sealed by police order.

Ana quietly withdrew after he heard the commissioner: "I had strange images in the body and missing eyes."

That night they were all at home and had dinner together and silent in the face and watchful blue eyes of the owl greater.