In the House Page #9

- I have something to tell you.

- What?

Im pregnant.

How nice!

Why didnt you tell me?

I was not sure, I wanted to wait.

I love you.

I love you.

- Rafa, do you feel better?

- I want to ask you something.

- Yes, what?

- I want to hire a real professional.

And Claude?

Dont want to see him any more.

Look. They smile.

The reconstituted perfectly normal family.

Come, come.

I managed to introduce myself...

Normal family... watch closely.

So I thought I could become one of them.

But today, I think

there is no place for me in the house.

(To be continued..)

What happened?

You know what happens in basketball when a

player injures another player on their team?

No, I have no idea.

When you hit someone on my team,

I return it blow for blow.

- I know that with my dad, we're a team?

- Yes, I know.

My mother, though doesnt play basketball,

Its the same.

You know what to do if someone

is ready to do you harm?

Give it a to go.

His father too!

And if all the smart features

kissed it and you're a fagot?

Eh? What are you doing?

I thought this family reconciliation

happy and reunited, cannot be.

We must put an end

to this story.

I stopped writing.

- You're not going to the Rafas house any more?

- No. It's what I wanted.

Too dangerous.

Im working alone now. I do maths.

Maths never disappoints.

Option A:
Rafa kills Claude.

Option B:
Claude kills Rafa

and stays with Esther in the house.

Option C:
Esther's house burns down

with all three inside.

You can choose one of the three endings

and write the following yourself.

What you have to do it.

Its not my story... I'm not going to.

You know what the secret of a good ending?

The reader has to think:

I didnt expect that.

...And at the same time,

it couldnt end any other way!

Option D:
Esther keeps on repeating: "Even

barefoot, the rain was not going to dance."

life becomes unbearable in this house,

with her horrible husband and son.

Nothing makes sense.

She feels suffocated.

Then she goes out to the terrace, and sees

him sitting in the park, waiting.

She runs to him, Theyre together.

They kiss.

Barbara Cartland style.

- Good morning, Claude.

- Good morning.

I knew it was coming.

He was waiting for her.

Heres your poem.

I dont know what to do with it

and I didnt want to throw it away.

I came to fetch her, Esther.

We must leave here. Ill take you.

- What?

- You have to run away from this life, this household.

- Its impossible.

- Why?

Youre a child, Claude.

What happened between us, never existed.

- Forget it. It was a moment...

- Magical!

Magic, if you want.

But unreal.

- You know it will hurt Rafa too much?

- What?

Both.

I didnt want to hurt anyone.

Simply, Claude.

- But I love her.

- No.

Its not me, you love.

Its an image.

An image in your head.

I have to finish packing

for the move.

- Youre leaving?

- Yes.

- And the conservatory decoration?

- Rafa left his job, we're going to China.

He has a partner there. Well try it.

Start a new life.

Come.

Dont be sad.

Goodbye, Claude.

Take care.

I really need.

Today is a different day.

I get up at 6.45 am as usual.

Prepared breakfast for my father as usual.

I leave the house at 8am as usual.

Today is Wednesday. I have English at 9 am,

History at 10am...

... French at 11am and then maths.

But today I decided to change direction.

I not going to school or the house of Rafa.

I go in search of an ending.

An end for Mr. Germain.

An end to my teacher.

Rafa? You think you were humiliated,

but you were only prodded, nothing more.

Youre young, you have a lot to learn.

Youre like the reed in the fable of

La Fontaine:
You bend but dont break.

You remember:
"The Oak and the cane"?

"He said to the oak:

You have reason to complain about nature".

"From over the horizon,

comes the most terrible raging hurricane...

spawned in the north."

"The tree resists, the reed leans..."

Yes.

Sit.

Germain, can you stop by my office please?

- Now?

- Yes.

- Is Claude Garcia here?

- No, hes absent.

Rafael Artol?

Can you also come with us.

Good day.

Here he is, his face tired.

I know what kind of man she is married to.

I know she has children...

... and that her husband believes that

everything she shows in her gallery...

... is bullshit, sick art.

- You Claude, right?

- Yes.

He looks me head to toe.

I imagined differently?

- Shouldnt you be in class?

- No. I decided to leave.

What will you do?

Most people have problems with

maths. I could teach.

- Are you sure?

- Yes

I can also write for

contemporary art catalogues.

- My French teacher said that I would be fine.

- Yes, I know.

Lots of imagination.

- Can I come in?

- Germain isnt here.

I know.

What a nightmare!

What a nightmare!

Bastard!

- Claude was not in class, right?

- How do you know?

He came here?

You let him in?

It's not for everyone.

Already I'm in you house.

- Going on holiday?

- No, it's full of her husbands books.

I went through the gallery to leave them,

but it was locked.

Opened the suitcases and book bags.

He helped me to sort them.

Yts not easy.

Theyre classified by age.

Tolstoy. Me, I dont like the Russians.

I read only 10 pages of Anna Karenina:

The first 5 and the last 5.

Suddenly, I see in the library

a book that catches my attention.

Jeanne took it and smiled.

"Children of the Storm".

Yes, Germain wrote it,

More than 20 years ago.

- Didnt he tell you?

- No.

- What is it?

- It's a banal love story.

It was a failure. He said so himself.

Not worthy of the writers he admires.

It's sad.

One of the few qualities

Germain, is its lucidity.

You look like him, at the same age,

but you have talent.

Look at her carefully. So different

from Esther, but equally desirable.

You can stay with him if you want.

She gave me Germains book

and invited me to lunch.

We talked about her gallery, mathematics,

of how she met Germain...

... of books you enjoy. We get along,

when suddenly:

Esther will never leave Rafa.

Theyre a couple with their problems...

...But there is a very strong bond between them.

Theyre very close.

Yes, they even want to have another child.

I didnt know.

And you, why have never had

children with Germain?

It was a possibility,

but we never really thought about it.

Me with my work,

him with his books.

At some point I asked myself

if the link that I had with you...

...Had something to do with it.

His desire for children.

- To him, would have liked to have a child.

- I said?

Above I said that you could not

have children, because she was barren.

- I told you?

- Yes.

Yes.

What?

No.

Who?

Oh, no!

Right.

The Director asked to speak to Germain.

- Why?

- Rafa denounced you for the maths test.

I just met Mr. Germain,

I wanted to know how he lived...

... how was your house, who was his wife,

what he did, if they had children...

... if you still wanted?

Jeanne, Jeanne.

Mr. Germains wife is in front of me,

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