Monthly Archives: July 2015
– Tito, start the car! What is wrong with you? – I finally woke up from the thoughts.
– Nothing. I am al right, – I tried to sound naturally though my mind was full of questions.
The car started very smoothly and it was a great pleasure to drive it. The leather seats and interior was amazing. The old style dashboard suited to the entire interior. I could drive it for hours but our trip unfortunately wasn’t very long. We passed some streets and the old park and Boo told me to stop near the airport.
It was late and all I could see were the shapes of the planes and the airport lights. Some planes just started their trip, other ones just landed.
I remembered the story my grandfather told me once. It was about a young pilot he got shot to the right motor but didn’t give up and tried to reach the enemy’s hide and accomplish his task. He was successful but he died in stupid accident while his drank captain played with his gun. The bullet hit his head.
…and I am here now to accomplish my task though I still don’t know what exactly it is.
Boo threw the key and I tried to catch it and don’t mess anything. The short “beep” signalized the care is open.
I bend my back and sat into the CAR. Hm… car. This is not even a car this is something… Ok I need to focus…
I wanted to set the wing mirror when I saw it. It hung on the mirror and I felt the warmth it ran from my head to my toes. My palms became wet and I had again this strange feeling as before at the gallery.
There hung a little throne under the mirror but it was… why it looked like a wheelchair?! I mean it was a throne with wheels. I never saw Big Mouth and I didn’t know a lot about him but Boo never mentioned he would be a cripple. This doesn’t make any sense. The lady with the old folk on the bridge, then the wheelchair in the gallery, now this throne with wheels…
I was so confused that I didn’t hear when Boo told me to start finally the car.