August Winds Page #2
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- A fresh corpse sinks in the water.
- He should have left it.
- What about the hole in his neck?
It only floats after about four days,
when gases build up in the belly.
- It looks like a bullet hole.
It takes five or six days
for the belly to swell up like that.
Sometimes the police
dump bodies in the water.
Hello?
Is this the police?
I found a body at the beach.
I need you to come get it.
My name is Jeison.
The house has no address.
No, there's no door number, Officer.
The face is unidentifiable.
The fish feasted on it.
No. I live by the fourth turn
after the river mouth, on the left.
How long ago do you think he died?
Not long ago. A few days.
There's still flesh on the bone.
I don't even like talking about it.
I get all creeped out.
Are there any bullet holes in the body?
There are holes,
but you can't tell What made them.
- You really can't tell?
- No.
I would never have picked it up.
What if it were family?
Would you leave him underwater?
What the sea claims, the sea keeps.
Sh*t, What if it was you?
Shirley, isn't that enough'?
If you load any more,
the hitch will end up breaking.
It's weak as it is.
When you broke it last time,
Mr. Afrncio lost it.
Yeah, that's enough.
You can stop loading.
We're going to take this load
to the warehouse.
Stay here While I go help
unload the wagon, okay?
You're losing a lot of hair.
That's true, dear. it's really damaged.
Jeison's been acting weird
with me, Grandma.
He's obsessing about something
that has nothing to do with him.
Right...
Put more sand over here.
This is Where the Water comes in stronger.
I told you to do this properly,
not to tend to a corpse.
Forget the damn corpse
and get the job done!
An undertaker handles dead bodies,
Bring a corpse home?
You should have left it at the beach.
A corpse won't help you do your job right.
If I weren't ill, I'd do it myself,
and I guarantee it would hold.
He rose to his holy and saintly throne.
a Hail Mary, a Saint Mary,
an Apostls Creed and a Hail to the Queen
Saint Cosmas and Saint Damian,
so that they may cure you of spells
and Ward off eyes, big and evil,
cold, fever, foolishness, migraines,
headaches, sun, dew and shooting pains.
Reign in the waves of the Holy Sea,
Where no roosters sing, no sheep bleat,
no dogs bark, no cats meow or pagans cry.
Bear the five wounds of our Lord Jesus
and my heavenly Father.
Believe in God the Father Almighty,
creator of heaven and earth,
as I believe in our Lord Jesus Christ,
in Our Lady and my godfather Cicero,
in the Holy Spirit,
so he may cure you and save you from evil.
Shine peace on the Holy Sea through
the powers of God,
the Virgin Mary, the Holy Father
and of the Holy Spirit, amen...
If the waters of the sea of life
Seek to drown you
Hold the hand of God
And carry on
Hold the hand of God
Hold the hand of God
For he will pull you up
Fear not and carry on
And don't look back
Shirley, isn't the wagon full enough'?
You'll break the hitch!
No, fill her up.
Mr. Afrncio sent this wagon
because it holds more coconuts.
He wants it full to the brim.
He's ambitious, Mr. Afrncio!
Can I come with you to help unload?
No need.
There are three men at the shed
to help me out.
Listen up!
Stop loading!
We already have enough.
You can climb down now.
Why did you let this happen?
Why don't you do as I tell you?
Always doing What you feel like!
Damn it!
You screwed up the barrier,
and the waters gone everywhere.
Call the police
to come get that damn corpse.
Do as you're told for once. Damn fool!
You didn't take care of your mother,
but now you're taking care
of a strangers corpse.
Coward!
It must have been a thief.
He was stealing from the fish pen.
The watchman must have killed him.
It's rotting,
and my father's getting on my case.
I live by the fourth turn
after the river mouth, oh the left.
No, there's no door number!
F***ing hell!
Is anyone there?
No, there isn't.
Is anyone there?
There isn't.
Who's that?
Vicente Eduardo.
- Are you police?
- No.
What time do they get back?
I don't know.
What are you doing in there?
I was wrongly imprisoned.
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