The first time he saw her, It flew over his head like one of those planes you see in old war movies.: ¡¡Moooooooo!!! It was the biggest fly he had ever seen.. It would be the size of your thumb. Black as the night, He crossed the dining room and went directly to the bedroom.. Have you seen that?, he told her. I have not seen anything, she responded as he bolted after what, then, I would call “the monster”.
When he entered the room, the fly had disappeared. Incredulous, it was said: where the fuck is? It seemed impossible to him that a bug that size could hide in plain sight so easily.. And suddenly, wow, he saw her pass by his back again. A shiver ran down his spine and made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.. Disgusting!, thought. The fly went straight to the window glass.. It was so big that, Every time it hit the glass it made a noise like it was playing a small drum.. Pum. Pum. Pum. Trying to overcome your apprehension, he approached the window, He opened one of the leaves and tried to get the fly out by making a fuss.. In your presence, The fly seemed to get excited and began to crash harder and at a faster rate against the glass.. Pum, pum, pum, pum. But when he thought he was going to escape through the hole he had opened for him, the fly made an unexpected movement, turned back and, dodging it at a speed that seemed impossible for an insect of that volume, left the bedroom.
have you seen her?, he told her. See what?, he answered. The fly, he replied, excited. Suddenly, The monster once again overtook him from behind to get into, in a new maneuver, inside the kitchen. I already have you, it was said. The fly, persistent, She had become trapped again against the glass that overlooked the small gallery where they had the washing machine and a closet with the cleaning utensils.. He forcefully grabbed a rag that was on hand and tried to hit her.. The fly escaped the first attack. He concentrated. Holding the cloth with both hands, studied the bug's erratic movements. He was very patient, but the fly did not seem to follow any clear pattern and it was very difficult for it to determine the ideal moment to launch the next offensive.. At last, believing they can anticipate the animal's flight path, he made a quick movement of his wrist, releasing the rag forcefully against the gallery window. When did he remove it?, the fly had disappeared. He dropped the rag to the floor. Then, He moved it with the tip of his foot in order to extend it (He was horrified just thinking about touching her.), but what he thought would happen, didn't happen. Where is the corpse?, it was said. He searched everywhere, but I didn't see it. Suddenly, wow... the fly passed over his head again. He, who had bent down to see if he could find the body of the insect (He thought it might be confused with the drawing on the kitchen tiles.) he was startled, hitting the edge of the marble bench.
Despite the accident, his wounded pride a wise man made him react at full speed. He would deal with the possible bump later., he thought after checking that he was not bleeding, as I had believed at first. Negotiating, went after the fly, who turned down the long hallway and headed, decided, towards the back room, where he kept the bicycles and other junk they had stored there. He thought that now he had her cornered. As planned, the fly went directly against the window again. Why would they do that??, he said. Deep down it was very strange. The monster had entered the house with the immediate desire to get out, however, if you had a way of escape, I couldn't take it either. He crept closer. Pum. Pum. Pum. Yeah, now that he had it so close he could see it. Definitely, It was the biggest fly I had ever seen., it was said. Pum. Pum. Pum. As he approached, he paid attention to her a little more. It was the size of a twenty cent coin.. Black as coal. Black as the soul of his idiot boss. Why the hell had I called him at that hour?? Pum. Pum. Pum. He came a little closer. in your eyes, now the fly was like a hole in the space of the room around it. Pum. Pum. Pum. Actually, It wasn't important. Why hadn't he waited to have the meeting the next day?? But not, it had to be today, when he had already turned off the computer and was ready to take a shower. Pum. Pum. Pum. The fly kept hitting the glass. He couldn't stop looking at her. The sound of his knocks against the window, It started to get into his head.. Pum. Pum. Pum. Total, he was wondering, Why the hell had he brought them together if he was going to do whatever he wanted?, as usual? Pum. Pum. Pum. He got a little closer and now the fly seemed as big and unfathomable as a black hole in cosmic space.. Pum. Pum. Pum. So smart that he thinks he is and so clumsy that the guy is. If he knew what kids say about him when he's not looking at them, those spoiled young man's fumes that he has would go down, thought. Pum. Pum. Pum. But, where had i heard that sound before? Pum. Pum. Pum. Suddenly, his head hurt. Pum. Pum. Pum. Pum. When he saw her arrive, wanted to tell him, do you see her now? But he couldn't. Ella, when seeing him, He made a face of disgust like I had not seen in all the time they had been living together.. Why are you looking at me like that??, it was said. Pum. Pum. Pum. He gave two or three more blows. Then, She made a quick movement and opened the balcony door.. Pum. Pum. Pum. On the third try, he flew away. GERARDO LEON
