The Man Who Copied Page #9

the police found...

some of the money stolen from

the bank on Roosevelt Ave.

"The chicken survived the blast."

There's more about the chicken

than the dead guy.

So, do you like it here?

It's very nice,

but a little crowded.

And it could have air

conditioning.

Marinez, are you ever

happy with anything?

Mom, I put the rent money

in the bank.

Next week you will be getting

a new TV, like you wanted.

It's not so cold in Holland.

I'll be back as soon as I can or

I'll bring you over here. Love.

Mom...

I met a girl.

You'll like her.

Her name is Silvia.

My name is Silvia Maria,

but I dropped the Maria.

You don't know me but maybe

you'll remember my mother.

Her name was Thelma, with an H.

She lived in

the Santa Cecilia building.

My mother told me

that Silvia came from savage.

And that I was like a shy

wild animal, always hiding.

And I was always hiding,

until I met Andre.

The first time I saw Andre...

he was spying me

from his bedroom window.

Well, I thought he was,

but I wasn't sure.

I went to the living room,

in the dark.

I saw him with binoculars,

looking at my room.

I got dressed and walked

by my window. Very slowly.

Then I ran back to the

living room to check.

He was really spying me.

The next day I woke up early

and waited for him to come out.

I thought he was cute.

I followed him to work.

I went in, but he didn't see me.

He draws, he draws really well.

I've always wanted to go to Rio.

And it would be nice

to have someone to go with me.

Traveling alone is boring.

A few days later I thought

he was following me.

I ran to catch the bus,

only to make sure.

And he was.

I thought he'd speak to me,

but he didn't.

He followed me to work.

He waited a while.

Then he made up a present

for his mother.

You can pay

with 2 post-dated checks.

- Really cute.

- Maybe I'll come back. Thank you.

He said "thank you",

without looking at me.

I answered "Thank you",

without showing my interest.

I thought

he'd never show up again.

Could you pass me the salt?

I started having lunch near his

work, so that he could follow me.

- Bye.

- It worked.

You may find it strange

that I'm telling you all this.

My mom talked

about you a lot.

She married Antunes,

I don't think you met him.

Since she died I've thought

of writing to you.

But I was little

and I never had the courage.

She died

when I was 11 years old.

I was left alone with Antunes

in that house.

He always told me he

didn't think I was his daughter.

I prayed that that was true,

I didn't want to be his daughter.

I took a long time to realize

I had to lock the doors.

Too long.

My mother told me that once

you went to Rio together.

I have a photo of her

on the Corcovado.

I think it was you

who took the photo.

If only Andre had money

to take me away to Rio...

I changed buses

to see if I'd meet him.

Then a great thing happened.

Do you want to marry me

and get away from here?

Andre found a Job, made good money

and asked me to marry him.

Sure I will.

We'll arrive in Rio on Sunday

and I wondered if we could meet.

At noon, on top of the Corcovado,

so we don't miss each other.

Maybe this sounds strange

to you and you won't show up.

But my mother always said

you were an artist.

If she was right, I think

you'll understand my letter.

Silvia.

- Paulo?

- Yes!

You look

just like your mother!

- Thank God you came.

- Don't say that before Him.

I'll introduce you.

This is Andre.

Paulo, my mother's friend.

Nice to meet you.

- This is Marinez...

- Hi, Marinez!

I'm Cardoso, at your service.

P.S.

There are a few details

I cannot or will not tell.

It doesn't matter.

In a letter

things happen fast.

Everything seems

to fit together.

Life is more complicated

than a puzzle.

But I think that I managed

to tell almost the whole truth.

And that's enough

to give me some peace.

Now it seems easier

to understand life.

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