Brandy aroma
My father died two months ago, but we both continue to live, alone as
always, in our apartment. Death has taken a part of me
companionship, but solitude does not weigh on me because, in a way, we
We still have each other. We don’t see each other during the day, I suppose
He will be in his bedroom, but every night, at a quarter past nine sharp, the
When it’s time for a glass, the room fills with the scent of brandy from Jerez, and I know that it’s
my side. I turn on the TV, and if he doesn’t like the movie, he makes me change the channel
channel, causing interference. I don’t care about that; it never let me see the
which is what I wanted; the only thing that bothers me is seeing that the level in the bottle, which
It was brand new and is still sealed; the level drops a little bit every day.
María Loreto Corbi,
Madrid.
