Chapter 2: Girl, Interrupted
Going back to drinking from a bottle is not a very pleasant feeling, going from drinking as an adult standing up to drinking as a baby lying down was complicated, on the first try, the milk passed too quickly down his throat, he was not an expert in raising babies, but he was sure that he should be eating more solid things, that is, he already has enough teeth.
While Gloria held Alexandro on her left shoulder, she patted him on the back- Oh daddy, I know you don't like milk so much, you didn't even like it when it came from my chest- then she raised him up and put him at the level of his eyes - When the mango season comes back, I'll give you a lot. Is that what you want, right? - She told him all this with the tone of voice that is usually used with babies, ending with an Eskimo kiss and a trumpet on his belly.
The whole new situation felt very strange for the now baby, he was not used to displays of affection, much less frequently, every day it became more difficult for him to have more complex thoughts, he no longer remembered his original name, anyway, not that it mattered since he had never identified by either of his 2 names, they both felt very impersonal, as if her parents had separate expectations for each name they chose.
In any case, now we had to in his current situation, Gloria may not say it, but he knows that there is not much to feed a baby in that old refrigerator that they have in the apartment, he saw it when Javier holding it in his arms opened it , he managed to see a few beers and some other fruit, he also saw something that looked like a huge red seed next to the fruits, it is something that he does not remember having seen in his condition as an adult, although of course it is not like he remembers much of that stage.
- Didn't want to eat again? - From the periphery I could see Javier approaching wearing only an undershirt.
- That doesn't worry me, before it was difficult to feed him, but now sometimes it's like carrying a doll, he only cries when it has to be cleaned- As she spoke, you could feel the anguish in Gloria's voice, almost as if she wanted to cry.
- The father of the town was right, it was a bad sign that he was born earlier - Little Alexandro, if he could turn his eyes, he would, he could see how his father put his hands on his hips when saying that and looked away as if he couldn't stand it see him- If they were like other children I would eat, you know that when hungry there is no hard bread, if even animals eat instinctively I don't see why he doesn't.
- You are not going to compare my son to an animal!! - the screams again, the baby just hoped that this time they would not fly to fornicate after an hour of fighting, that happened last week, often the discussions they had it as a subject, about how he is unable to eat, the reality was that Alexandro still did not believe what was happening to him, he was in an almost perpetual shock that almost even stopped his limited capacity, a capacity that became less like the day by day. of someone who is 20 years old and I notice it the day he got distracted while Gloria was shaking the keys in front of his face- You don't like him for having green eyes!
- They're yellow! - When he said that he was looking at Alexandro's face- Look, his skin hardly has any color! My brother José's son is younger than him and looks like a bull, he has the color of a Colombian, a robust boy with Latin fire, Xandro is not normal.
-Look, shut up, mijo is not a freak! - by the way she is excited, it's good that a while ago she had him held against her chest- I don't have time to continue arguing, I'm already late for the hairdresser's- having said that, she delivered the baby to his father and left the apartment.
- Come on son, you and daddy will take a walk around the town- if I still had the mental age of an adult, I would have noticed how Javier had his voice when pronouncing "son". Placing him in a purple stroller he left the apartment.
Outside Alexandro once again had rare opportunities to see the outside, now he only had vague memories of his previous life, seeing the buildings he sees that this place was not that different from the place where he grew up- "I think the foreigners are right when they said that we Latinos looked alike"- as a conscious baby the only thing he could do was wander in his mind- "Now that I think about it, it's strange how I forget more and more personal details, but I remember other things" "Maybe it's the brain of a baby that pays attention to shapes and colors"
What you could notice on the tour is that; His father was a well-known man in the town, he greeted people frequently, especially beautiful women, nothing ever happened beyond that. He soon arrived at a park near a square, Alexandro had already seen this previous place in passing when Gloria took him to the hairdresser's on an occasion when Javier was not at home.
-HEY! HEY! - It was heard in the middle of the park, the call came from a man with an unbuttoned red shirt, a straw hat and sunglasses who; with a firm step he approached the father and son.
-Antonio! - Javier exclaimed enthusiastically- you haven't seen yourself for a long time- he said, before greeting him with a handshake and a semi-hug- How is your family?
- Okay, you know how things are, right now I entered a business to be able to keep it- rubbing the back of his neck, he replied with a smile- Things are no longer like when we were assholes, when Patrón Escobar ruled, those were the times simple.
- Of course parce, everyone knew who the top dog was, once the gringos entered the country a lot of drug traffickers wanted to fill the void and look how everything is, on every corner there is a guy who sells a little of coca residue mixed with cement that is believed to be the next escobar- In the middle of his spiel Javier had taken out a cigarette, lit it and smoked without hesitation next to his son.
- But look at this! Javi became a dad to us! - the man in the hat approached the old purple stroller, with an extravagant walk with open legs and half kneeling, he strengthened his arms to take the baby - hey, but since this boy is pale, It doesn't look like you- he exclaimed as he held Xandro against his chest using his right forearm as a support for the infant, the downward movement of the glasses accentuated his incredulous expression- Are you sure it's yours? I remember you bald and you were darker than a rotten mango.
Javier made a forced smile at the comment, the truth was that since he saw Alexandro he had the same doubt, they were reinforced when they saw his eyes, there were never people like that in his family.
Seeing how his friend's face was said, Antonio quickly changed the subject-it seems, but don't be like that, I was on the other side drinking with some friends and I saw you, I came here to invite you.
Javier, already stressed by having to take care of the baby, did not refuse, he took with him the purple stroller with worn wheels. The place where Antonio took him was a mechanical workshop, in that place he met his friends, all of them were very friendly and shared anecdotes about Antonio.
Quickly an hour passed, without realizing that Javier had fallen asleep, another hour passed before he woke up alone in that place, with an old purple stroller as the only company.
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