Old heart

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             - Heart, my old friend, I know you want to rest after all the battles you have fought with me in this intense life. You can be calm now. Probably you will stop forever during this autumn... Thank you, anyway, for the good job you have done during your long work shift. Thank you for waiting for me until I did everything that I needed to do. Now, whenever you want, you can stop working, you have my permission. I think, you swindler, that you already stopped sometimes before, although you came back to work very quickly... just in time to cheat on the doctors.

             He starts to roll a cigarette. He is too old to feel remorse for smoking. He lights it.

             One after another, all his children had grown up and found their own space where to feel adults ruling their lives. With each one's departure from home, the old man – by now he is already an old man... - felt death speaking to him in a whisper... And then, clearly audible, he could hear a sound... And he could hear the voice of death calling him... he could hear it very close by.

             Suddenly, they are alone. He and his beloved Telma.

             - This is the normal course of events in the Universe, sweetie.

             Now, when that Universe that she is refering to is about to announce the end point for him. Last stop in his trip. Now, when he can feel all his bones moaning, because one cannot hold the other's weight.

             Now, Telma is smiling at him, while they get into their house slowly, calmly, both satisfied. Together.