Chapter 4

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Night encounters.

The old man was walking along the paths of a park, his tie was a little loose and he was smoking a cigarette, he was trying to

clearing his mind with the fresh night air, the breeze announced that the end of summer was near, the chatter of some children and their relatives could be heard in the distance, as if they had just come from the cinema or from having dinner at a fast food trailer.

There were some lovers sitting on the grass or on the benches looking at the sky, but then he could see that there was someone who inspired sadness… in this beautiful image, he saw that it was a girl, she looked like someone young, but she seemed to have a deep sadness, as if she was suffering the loss of someone…

Approaching, the old man asked her: can I help you? If you feel pain… don't you know that talking to a stranger can relieve the pain of the soul? But the girl's tearful eyes looked at him and smiled in such a broken way that her pain could be transmitted, it was like something so real and nostalgic that it could make anyone cry…

Brandon moved and sat next to her and said: I am also remembering someone very important to me and taking out his wallet he showed her a photo of Virginia and said: she was my beloved wife, a very loving mother, then finally the girl said to him: I suppose you are lucky to be able to remember her, but I am only asking nothingness that my father be with me. get well soon and can go home…

Brandon was amazed and said: I understand your pain, it must be very difficult to see your father lying in a hospital bed, but can I ask your name? Then the girl told him my name is Julieta, Julieta Collins, I am 26 years old and I was supposed to be in a job interview, but when I arrived they told me that they had found someone else because I did not have enough work experience and they needed someone with more than 30 years of experience, which is ironic because I am not even 30, it is a little unfair for any honest person who tries to survive and put so many years of experience, so what are we young people going to live on? We practically survived by pure miracle, so Brandon, with that feeling of melancholy, but also of peace, said to her: you know Julieta? You have shown me the answer to a question that I have asked my wife a while ago in secret. If it is not too much trouble for you, could you give me your contact number? Maybe I can find a job for you, something simple that will allow you to visit your father, because what you said is true, sometimes so many years of experience are required that the young are not given the opportunity to give it to the old, I suppose that we all have something to prove in this life.

Julieta gave the man her contact number and when he asked her name, the latter told her: you can call me grandpa Brandon or if you find it more comfortable call me Dad, she wanted to ask him something else, but then he told her… if you look at the sky, it is very cloudy which means it will rain soon, go back home and don't catch a cold Julieta, go and rest and don't worry anymore because everything will be solved soon, don't worry, life takes many turns…