Lucho my cousin never left me paying. I had asked him because this gauchada Lucho, a goat of humble and respectable stature, besides being my cousin, my best friend. Always with me, accompanying me everywhere and acts with a responsibility I can not wait for anyone else. Lucho is, well, almost my brother. This time we were to get together where ever. I have so much confidence in it that even I bought a little juices start frothing. Lucho is that always came on time and, therefore, there was no room for boredom. That afternoon Luchito failed me, he betrayed my trust, let me plunged in deep insecurity. He did not answer the phone I gave him and his house, no one knew about him. They said that last week there had been rare, timid, quiet, silent, mysterious. He had absorbed because he was lonely and abandoned. He said nothing, never complained. Except for a couple of times expressed some stomach pains to those who opted for them as unimportant. And it really did not.
Lucho
But that afternoon did not make the appointment. He sheepishly announced his arrival with great fanfare. I waited fifteen minutes and did not appear. Twenty either. Half an hour straight and I felt humiliated, as one who feels humiliated when a friend makes fun of you. I felt that my cousin's soul was laughing at me. I felt shame for such a grotesque lack of respect for who I considered a protege. I hit the wall of anger, tears dried on their quest to reach the cheeks.
My cousin called me two hours later. I had a nap to pass the sentence. He said I should understand it was an unavoidable problem that forced him to relegate for the first time. I listened in silence, trying not to hate, because when someone is unreliable, you fail is in the calculations. But when a person first you fail, it hurts in the soul. Lucho left me destroyed by her betrayal. To recover, he promised to arrive at 9 pm at the corner of Matta Viel, near Metro Parque O'Higgins. I was glad I got up and went swiftly.
I arrived five minutes earlier. This time also bought little juices. Luchito failed me once, of course, but could not hold both at the cousin who is paying for his studies, which takes her out, it entertains, that helps. I saw people go, buses, taxis. I saw a guy desperate run by a bus. I saw cars turn the corner, where the tires squeal ugly. Close saw local people appear more dubious. I saw traffic calming. Lucho again left me waiting. This time was not enough to have rabies. This time I just had trouble. From now on I will never certain whether Lucho reach your destination when you need their help. Now there is only uncertainty. "Sorry, I was just tired," he told me the next day. Lucho, I would rather you were dead.
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