Chapter 3 A new day . . .

Sleep, one of the best pleasures that in life can be experienced but that few can fully enjoy.

The sun has begun to rise in the sky welcoming the long-awaited tomorrow and I'm still dreaming wrapped in this fantasy world, my conscience does not want to turn away from the images that are noticeable in it when I meet again with that girl who surprises everything about me.

He was completely asleep witnessing the beginning of a new representation created by my mind submerged in the middle of the darkness the light is noted illuminating everything in its path after finding myself wrapped in a nightmare, a horrible, one of the many that torment me, there appeared that while the smoke stood in front of me, wiping away all the bad that could arise, I quickly abalanzé against it without expecting too much because this time I wanted to try to see his face, you discover their traits and their expressions, but it was more than impossible.

Several times I threw myself against his being, but I simply could not make him always turn his back on me, he turned; tired after so many attempts, I remained still contemplating his body, his hair and, above all, his figure.

I looked up as if looking for some answer, but nothing was heard more still like a sign from heaven that gradually dissipated leaving a lump in my throat.

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Peep, peep, peep, peep! The alarm clock announces with great fury that it is already 6:00 a.m. when I must get out of bed to start my work.

That sound resounds very close to my ear, causing my eyes are open wide, my head turned instantly when you hit the alarm clock lying motionless on the side of the bed on the bedside table, making a commotion to be heard; throw my hand against him and after you locate the off button I press my fingers against him - the order has been quiet - he cried after they cease that noise while my room was occupied by the silence.

I rub my fingers against the eyes wanting to remove the pesades in which they stay submerged, took a deep breath and a small laugh escapes my mouth as a whisper - I'll go crazy, I don't know what will happen, but I hope that at least you are real-interestingly the hope of being able to find it for a few days had nested in my heart and stayed there.

Again he took a deep breath, then I sat down and got up. However, he stretched my body wanting to get rid of that annoying numbness in which my limbs are kept, I take a few steps that, although slow, I surely show myself and so I approach the bathroom to brush my teeth getting rid of that bad taste in my mouth and shaving instantly giving a youthful touch to my face.

He looked at me in the mirror while I abandoned those pants I was wearing when sleeping leaving my nakedness completely exposed, my mind was constantly kept in an implacable discussion by all means and for having tried to formulate the possible reasons for such events; finally I enter the shower and instinctively put my hands against the wall although I was in a hurry for such a busy day that appeared to me, curiously I felt relaxed after noticing the sensation of the trip that those drops circulated through my body from head to toe soaking me completely.

I wash my body without leaving any margin or the smallest part, once I feel completely clean, leaving the shower envolviéndome to the height of my hips in a towel and coming back to climb up to the room, I turn directly to the closet, inside drawing a suit in black color properly combined with a white shirt that fit me pretty tight to my torso in the same way that from one of the drawers I wear underwear, along with stockings and after seeing my collection of footwear formal, not far from where he was drawing a pair of dress shoes, all I tied up like this while dazzling myself in front of the mirror was missing a few quick touches of concrete and after placing my favorite watch next to some cologne to tentatively smell the senses, I was more than ready to take one last step before leaving my room.

Once it's ready I prepare my bags before I go, without wasting time because immediately after the meeting would have to go with great urgency to the airport to arrive on time, so that fixing the clothes that he had previously selected the order with special caution inside the suitcases trying to make sure that nothing was forgotten; and, finally, with my luggage in hand, the personal documents properly in order and my bag I walk out of that room.

Without worries I cross the corridor to finally reach the kitchen where the housekeeper, Mrs. Anni, is preparing breakfast.

"Good morning, Anni," he mused as a courtesy after entering the kitchen.

"Good morning Mr. Richmond" with special kindness he returns the greeting and continues "today's menu is black coffee with little sugar, pancakes with bacon next to some pieces of fruit. "

"Ummm, sounds delicious, Anni. "

- Believe me it is, sir. "

As he said with obvious skill, he served by placing each of the dishes on the table before me so that they would all be devoured, each of those dishes is consumed in its entirety until I am completely satisfied.

"Thank you Anni" I said once I was done and continued saying "as you know for some days I won't be in the field, so I was thinking about it because you don't pack and go with your family to rest. "

"He means it, sir. "

" Completely. "

Her eyes lit up, I knew that those words had been pleasantly received by her and although I wanted to jump out of obvious emotion, I just didn't, my tendency to be grumpy and cold has formed a bad image among the image of my employees that I accept in full.

He looked at the clock that marks especially quickly 7:30 a.m., I get up and go back to my room to the bathroom to clean my teeth, with fresh breath and a pleasant mint flavor I return to the kitchen where surprisingly Chris is already waiting for me.

"You are ready, sir," he replied as soon as he saw me.

" If. "

Taking the suitcase in hand, Chris began his march towards the exit, crossed the corridor after leaving the kitchen without turning to any side up to the main living room which opens up before us with its huge, high ceilings and in the background we see the door "chapada", that stands out in the midst of it all, that belongs to the private elevator that gives access to the house repressed at the top of the tower where I, your faithful servant, habit.

The two of us without hesitation entered that silver-colored mobile box that shines before its extravagant brightness and pressing the floor we descended completely between all that building until finally reaching the parking area where my driver was waiting with complete patience.

"Good morning, sir," he refutes when he sees me as a sign of respect and courtesy, while I just shook my head as a sign of response.

I am in No hurry at all in the car, thinking with all the curiosity that this day could maybe get to depararme by making a simple assumption, reach DR meant more than a simple holiday trip or leisure clear to me, meant to remember a part of me that unconsciously he had been away, and against which they were hoping to collide head-on in perhaps even be able to remember crucial parts of my life together with important people with whom I hope to live, and unfortunately, I can't remember.

Chris and that driver, after putting their bags away, got into the car in no hurry, leaving the three of them on the way to our first stop, Magnament Richmond. The traffic turned out to be light, so getting to the premises was relatively easy, so in a few minutes we were already in front of that building, already at the door Silvia was waiting for me anxiously and full of characteristic dramas.

Totally straight with the forehead up and the chest straight, I shake that corridor until I get to where it is.

"Why aren't you? she exclaimed in bewilderment at seeing him there.

"Señor," she replies with a broken voice and with an apparent nervousness that escapes through her pores.

"What's the matter? "I question her, but she stays silent while her eyes are lost in nothingness.

"Silvia" I call her by name in the hope of receiving her answer, but for the second time she ignores me.

Getting angry is the worst thing I can do, because maintaining patience and prudence, although necessary in this world, has been one of the hardest things for me to learn in my entire life, because sincerity is not part of my strengths either.

Taking a deep inhalation that makes me completely inflate my lungs, I try to calm my cruel and destructive instincts after seeing how the unfazed one looks, and exhaling the air, I release those words while holding him with medium arm strength.

"Harris, what's going on? "I hope that at least those expressions on your face have a good meaning.

But he didn't say anything. She looked petrified and even a little scared, finally, after so much shaking, she exclaimed.

"It's nothing, sir, excuse me. "

"I'm sure it's nothing, your face says otherwise. "

"Yes, of course" without going much deeper she regained her composure and arranging her clothes, straightening her posture, rubbing her hands through her hair to try to accommodate the strands that she said were loose and refute "follow me, I'll take you to the meeting room. "

In front of us she had drastically changed her expressions and as if nothing had happened, she was calm and steady in her walk.

I looked at Christian puzzled by such behavior, but he was as confused as I was doing everything that was incomprehensible to understand.