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The escape and The escape…in the mirror
Part 29
The escape
A slip of paper hangs on the door: "Hello Bette! It is Sunday 7:30 pm. Because your car in the entrance does not stand I suppose sometimes that you have left. An employee of you said to me that you have vacation. I have come along worries about you. Please, call me if you are back, I must urgently talk with you! Marina"
The answering machine flashes. I put down my pocket, get a glass from the shelve, the bottle from the refrigerator and pour it half-filled. How cowardly I am, nevertheless, how small and weakly, then I press the button: "Here news 1, Friday 8:36 pm." "Hello is Marina. It is a pity that you are not at home. I would talk with pleasure with you. Whenever you come home, can you call me please? Bye." "News 2, Saturday 10:10 am." "Hello, Marina once more where you are only or I have forgotten there something? Does announce you, nevertheless, please?" "News 3, Saturday 9:48 pm." "Bette? Bette? Slowly I cannot believe at all that you are not there. Does it go well to you? Can I do something for you? Should I go past? Call me?" "News 4, Sunday 3:15 pm" "I am it, your employee was last night in my bar. He said that you have vacation. I hope, now you have not crept away in your flat. I must talk quite urgently to me to you. Tonight I go past sometimes, okay? See you later." "Now end of the news" Only occurs to me that I could have said Marina at least answer. Nevertheless, I would have had to know that she is worried.
"Hello here is Bette." "Thank God. Is everything okay with you?" "Yes, I am doing well." "Where it were the last days?" "This is a long history. Can we talk tomorrow about it, Marina?" "Yes, clearly, nevertheless. I must say something important to you!" "Has the time till tomorrow? How it would be if you go past tomorrow evening, we talk." "Yes, I am thus against 9 with you. Rest you first from and sleep nicely. See you tomorrow bye." "Bye."
If now I do not do it, I will never probably do it. So I sit down to my desk, the paper and the fountain pen gets from the drawer and starts to write:
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