Black Bread Page #3
That you should avoid
louses like you like the plague.
Then go! Or are you scared to be
in the woods alone, you little rat?
You're the rats!
You reds will end up like Pitorliua,
hiding in a cave like "monsters".
He isn't a monster.
My father told me.
He doesn't know anything.
He became a monster
from being in the cave so long.
You can still see him
run naked in the woods.
That's nonsense!
- What kind of monster is he?
- A weird bird.
Well, half human, half bird,
but one of those birds
you can't tell what it is
until they mate.
You're dumber than dumb.
Sure, I'm not as well trained as you.
What do you mean?
Teacher pays more attention to you.
You're worse than the flu!
tra-la-la-la- la-la-lee,
is in love with me.
You're a filthy pig and a liar!
You're all useless! Like dogs!
With no mother or father.
Nuria, you'll wind up running around
Like your aunt Enriqueta
and her bicycle,
who said to hell with mourning
to do it in the bushes with Guards.
Whores, you're all just a bunch
of shameless whores!
Good morning!
Hurry up, the sun's up already
and if you're late, I get scolded.
What the hell? So early?
You never let me sleep.
And you? I can't sleep
with you snoring all day.
What?
What are you doing, you filthy girl?
Get inside!
You're going to be late!
- What were you doing on the balcony?
- Nothing.
You were half naked.
- You spying on me or what?
- No, but I've seen you other times.
What are you doing?
My chilblains hurt.
- That's disgusting!
- Shut up, half-wit!
Get out of here!
Hey, aren't you afraid they'll tell
your dad when he gets back?
- They can't tell him anything.
- Oh, no? Why not?
Because they can't. My father's dead.
Dead, dead?
Dead and gone.
Isn't he in France?
It's what they want us to believe
and I pretend I don't know, but I do.
- Swear you won't tell anyone this.
- I swear.
Father hung himself from a rafter.
He destroyed the town's bridges
so the Fascists couldn't arrive
and when he was done,
he went home and hung himself.
I found him in the morning, alone,
and I was so sad
I didn't know what to do.
I took off my clothes,
went out on the balcony
and later I felt...
my head was cleared.
That's why now,
when I miss him, I do the same.
- And your mother?
- She hid it from me.
Then she left the village
with a married man
and left me behind with a relative
who was never there,
until grandma said enough
and took me with her to the farm.
Now you know,
open your mouth and
I'll cut off your balls. Got it?
I trust you.
You're different.
- What do you mean you love me?
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