Название: Fatima: The Final Secret
Автор: Juan Moisés De La Serna
Издательство: Tektime S.r.l.s.
Жанр: Зарубежная фантастика
isbn: 9788835400011
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“But Mom…, I’m imagining that with him being a priest, that’s proper, is it not? So what should I call him then?” I asked a little more calmly, to see if she finally realized what I had said.
“Look, let’s get on with what we were talking about,” she said getting more and more angry.
“Yes, so he said something, but can you explain it to me just once? What did he say? What do I have to do with all of this? And what does it have to do with what happened to Tono?”
“Well son, you’re coming off like a fool, it’s very clear, it’s all the same thing.”
“But what is it?” I said impatiently, because the issue was becoming increasingly complicated.
“Be quiet and let me finish, and don’t interrupt me every two seconds. Your brother has been told by his friends that he’s going to hell, because he has a brother who’s an atheist.”
Opening my eyes wide, I said:
“Whaaat? Is that what this is all about? I don’t believe it.”
“Of course, I’ve talked about it several times with my Spiritual Advisor, and he has always advised patience, but I’ve had enough. Either you change, or I don’t know what I’m going to have to do with you!” she said staring firmly at me.
“But Mom… It’s not like it’s a dirty shirt that I can take off and put on a clean one.”
“Enough nonsense. I’m having a serious discussion with you, and you, as far as I know, have other shirts. I’d like to be able to take a hold of you and wash you like I do with dirty clothes, and rinse those ideas out of your head. We’d all be better off for it.”
“But Mom… Let’s see, what harm am I doing to anyone by thinking what I want to think? Everyone has their own life to live, the way I see it,” I told her trying to calm her down.
“But don’t you realize? Don’t you see what just happened to Tono?” she told me, her anger not abating and there was no way to change it.
Suddenly we heard Dad at the front door saying:
“Honey, I’m home now.”
Wiping her eyes, my mother said:
“When he finds out…!”
“But Mom…, I haven’t done anything wrong. Calm down!” At that moment, my father came into the kitchen and when he heard me say that he immediately asked:
“Honey, has something happened to you?”
“No,” she replied, approaching him to give him a kiss.
“So, why is Manu telling you to calm down?” he asked again.
She lowered her head and said:
“Go on, tell him! The sooner this is cleared up, the better.”
“Well, what’s all this about? Let’s here it Manu, tell me what’s going on,” my father asked impatiently.
I told him everything that had happened. Then, going out into the hall, he called Tono. From his room with the door closed, he asked:
“Is Manu there? Tell him to leave, I don’t want to talk to him.”
With an authoritative voice, my father said:
“Tono, come out here immediately. I want you to clarify one thing for me right now, and enough with this seclusion and childish nonsense.”
He came grumbling down the hall toward Dad and said:
“What do you want, Dad?”
He looked up, and told him what they’d said:
“I want you to explain one thing for me. Who told those children about your brother?”
“Me!” he answered quietly, “but I didn’t know it was bad.”
“Son, it’s not bad, it’s just a different way of thinking, everyone is allowed to think what they want, do you tell us everything you think?” he asked looking at him very seriously.
“No!” he said, trying not to look my father in the eye, “but the other kids told me…”
“Tono, the other kids can tell you what they want. Do you think Manu is bad?”
“No, at least he never hits me,” my brother replied.
“So are you not going to tell Manu that he has to change?” my mother then asked my father.
“Honey!” he said, “why don’t we eat and leave this for another time? I’m home and I’m quite tired, but I do want you to know Tono, that we love you all and that nothing’s going to happen to you because your brother thinks that way.”
He approached me more calmly and said:
“Alright, if Dad says that nothing will happen to me, then I’ll talk to you again,” and then he ran off.
That incident was over, but it seemed that a pending conversation with my father would be on the cards.
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“Manu,” he said one afternoon, “I want to have a chat with you today,” and we went for a walk to my grandparents’ house.
I was not clear on why he wanted me to go there, then it all became clear.
When he saw us come in through the door of his house, my grandfather said:
“Nice! I have company.”
“How so?” I asked him immediately when I went over to give him a kiss.
“Well, because your grandmother went to visit a friend who’s sick and I didn’t want to go, so I stayed here reading.”
“Grandpa, don’t you already know all your books by heart yet?” I asked.
“Don’t you believe that Manu, I can always pick one up and discover something new,” he told me very seriously.
“So to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?” he asked my father, who was coming into the room just then. I had arrived before him, because I had run down the hallway.
“Well, I think it’s time for you to talk to your grandson,” he replied to his father.
I was very surprised to hear that, so I asked:
“About what?”
“First, I’m going to make you a coffee,” my grandfather said. I’m sure it’ll do you some good, the afternoon is a little chilly.
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