THE CONTAINED SCREAM

Annotation

Sebastián and Ana Rosa met by chance, as if by inexplicable things of fate. She was a jewel of a woman, an excellent lady, neat and elegantly dressed, who went out of her way to keep in her hands, a large number of bags full of the most varied merchandise that she had recently just acquired, since it was in front of the great store where she was she looked desperate to keep everything in its place. There was the sudden screeching of the brakes on Sebastian's car. The gallant gentleman, who did not hesitate to offer his support, very courteously offered to take her as far as she arranged. She was a mature woman, but her beauty seemed to be released. His intense clear eyes seemed to reflect in them the majesty of the heavens and the intensity of some passion remembered from a glorious past. He was fifty-seven years old, but he really looked much younger. Her skin had the smoothness of youth, her body kept the femininity that should never be lost and her voice carried the muse of the bohemian; the rhyme of the poet and the delirium of those who offer a serenade to the moon, when they are in love. Sebastián, for his part, was a young man of thirty who had recently turned. He was riding in his prime, he felt, since he had only recently begun his work as a doctor. He was intensely tall and thin. Its modulation was perfect. She needed to speak to him, given the intensity of that look that went wild, straight into his blue eyes. At that moment something shook the universe. It was a great power that procured a look that at that moment had been inappropriate. Sebastián and Ana Rosa felt that the sound of love wanted to be heard, their footsteps wanted to start a path and their sweetness; I wanted to feel the taste of an adventure.