CHAPTER 21

Patricia

I walk down the stairs and come across Pablo feverishly entering the living room.

Pablo: Good evening!

Me: Good evening, how are you?

I say to myself: What are you doing? Stop!

But it's too late.

I catch myself asking him how he is. Me, Patricia asking a boy how he is. I don't recognize myself. And I don't know how this could have happened.

Pablo: Fine and you?

Me: Also good, thank you.

A minute of silence passes. Meanwhile, Pablo sits on the couch and I walk down the stairs. I am standing in the center of the living room not knowing what to say.

Me: You...

Pablo: I...no you first

We spoke at the same time.

Me: You're probably looking for my mother. She's not home yet but she will be soon.

Pablo: Okay, thanks.

Me: Would you like something to drink?

Pablo: Uh, no thanks .... Patricia is it?

Me: Yes, nice to meet you and you?

Pablo: I think you already know. This is Pablo. Nice to meet you too.