The old man's house was the true winter during the mornings, the cold soaked my bones until the last moment in which the sun gave its first signs of the day. I was walking downstairs for a cup of coffee as soon as my cell phone rang reminding me where I had left it the last time I saw it.
-Rodriguez. I said waiting for the next message on the line from my boss
-It's not what you expected, I suppose, it's me, you haven't come to work in days and no one has seen or commented on you, even Hector has refused to tell me something because it is confidential information
I imagined her making the gesture with her fingers and the gestures on her face, I smiled must look adorable, the memories of the last weeks shared with her came to me.
