Tosca Christmas
December Twenty-four, eleven o'clock, Ramon is in bed listening to the headphones one of his favorite operas, pondering a new idea, very recent .
Ramón García, fifty-three year-old from Valencia. Son of Ramon and Ana opera buffs, his delight, gratification and lead to escape everyday life.
The wife leaves the bathroom immersed in an off-white bathrobe embroidered with his name, his head wrapped in a towel and face matching avocado green color. With an estimated finishing time of two hours.
- Honey, are you still in bed?
Carmen, daughter of a couple of farmers from Chera very fond of credit cards, to fashion brands, to gossip with her friends and the horoscope. Ramón
was engrossed in a
Romanza - Honey hear me?
No, not wanted, or cared, now enjoying an air that knew too well of memory.
inhabited a large and well decorated apartment, where he actively participated Ramón signing the checks to the decorator and suppliers.
have two children, Ignacio twenty-four years, the polytechnic student who lives and their studies, very quiet. Natalia, the youngest, has twenty years and no one remembers your natural hair color. Percings takes on the eyebrows, nose, tongue and nipples, about fifteen pending between the two ears.
-Ramón pussy! want to leave now.
"No
- What do you mean? dress to be late.
- Late? Where?
- How to where? A food company in Milton.
Ramón is an expert draftsman, old school, and began to draw on a wooden board with tecnígrafo, square and bevel, however, had the foresight to upgrade according to technological progress, and came to dominate complex design programs like Autocad.
Ramon Vicente Arnau Construction works in sa since the day after his wedding to Carmen, in the days when the company was composed of five persons, including Don Vicente, which for those days was a colleague.
Now the company has employed one hundred fifty-five not counting subcontractors. Manage budgets billionaires and Don Vicente only dedicated to be in the picture with the mayor in power and politics, with which manages major contracts for the company.
"Oh, yes. You know what I mean?, We will not.
- Are you staying with me or you've suddenly gone mad?
-No dear, I was never saner.
- Are you serious? I can do this to me, I've been eating vegetables almost three months to get in the new Versace dress.
"Well see you. For me it's over so much hypocrisy and stupidity.
"You know I can not present one, plus give you that medal today, I do not remember why, but I know for you is important.
-Disparate thoughts, like head structures collapse intrepid Ramon, where the sum of colors is not white or anything like it. Carmen at this point do not know what to say or how to act, for the first time in many she lost control she had supposed. Only managed to mourn, mourn and mourn.
The phones never stopped ringing, no call was answered. Afternoon
the calmer mood, Carmen with fear and tactfully reminded that await Ramon for dinner in town, at the home of his parents.
- What do Ignatius and Natalia? He asks Ramon.
-Ignacio stays at home to finish a model for a school project. You know how rare it is, but hey, it's what you like.
- And Nati? Ramon asked again.
-rock will go with a super mega party at a nightclub, with which we can enjoy a pleasant evening in town with our friends and relatives. "Adds Carmen.
It was dark even though it was late, a strong smell of linden that emanated from the kitchen, fills the whole house. In the face of repeated requests and pleas from Carmen, Ramon
out of bed like a robot, an automaton in the shower and dressed like a robot to ignore the suggestions of his wife in the matter of dress for the occasion.
Together, as strangers, riding in the elevator that leads directly to the garage. The car, a comfortable road art satisfying to both; to him because he had a very modern audio system with four-channel amplifier and two subwoofer to feel the music as the artist intended; to it by the color as it was in charge of choosing, red, red Christmas was the name in the catalog. Once road
Ramón press a button on your dashboard complex and goes back, by magic spell, to Rome in the early nineteenth century. In his innermost
harmony, not listen to Carmen please ask him to hurry, which is unable to reach or beat the desserts, which will give the grapes on the road.
Ramon was lost in Tosca, Puccini's great opera, even more, he was mimicking with Mario Cavaradossi (the central character). Leave the highway when it started snowing. They take a winding country road on a hike to the port of San Angelo, which overlooks pristine clarity with the brightness of the stars at night. "Coincidentally" the speakers sounded the voice of the tenor singing E 'lucevan L' estelle, taking leave of life. To the extent that the interpreter's voice rose growing in a note ending, too enticing to ignore. Approaching the curve of the pine forest, a hairpin that is taken as long to twenty miles an hour and then begin the descent.
Ramón García Mario Cavaradossi or who was driving the car had a vision of Floria Tosca, holding out his hand, inviting him to throw together when empty, to cross the border between life and what's coming. Ramón García, fifty-three year-old from Valencia. Son of Ramon and Ana opera buffs, his delight, gratification and lead to escape everyday life.
The wife leaves the bathroom immersed in an off-white bathrobe embroidered with his name, his head wrapped in a towel and face matching avocado green color. With an estimated finishing time of two hours.
- Honey, are you still in bed?
Carmen, daughter of a couple of farmers from Chera very fond of credit cards, to fashion brands, to gossip with her friends and the horoscope. Ramón
was engrossed in a
Romanza - Honey hear me?
No, not wanted, or cared, now enjoying an air that knew too well of memory.
inhabited a large and well decorated apartment, where he actively participated Ramón signing the checks to the decorator and suppliers.
have two children, Ignacio twenty-four years, the polytechnic student who lives and their studies, very quiet. Natalia, the youngest, has twenty years and no one remembers your natural hair color. Percings takes on the eyebrows, nose, tongue and nipples, about fifteen pending between the two ears.
-Ramón pussy! want to leave now.
"No
- What do you mean? dress to be late.
- Late? Where?
- How to where? A food company in Milton.
Ramón is an expert draftsman, old school, and began to draw on a wooden board with tecnígrafo, square and bevel, however, had the foresight to upgrade according to technological progress, and came to dominate complex design programs like Autocad.
Ramon Vicente Arnau Construction works in sa since the day after his wedding to Carmen, in the days when the company was composed of five persons, including Don Vicente, which for those days was a colleague.
Now the company has employed one hundred fifty-five not counting subcontractors. Manage budgets billionaires and Don Vicente only dedicated to be in the picture with the mayor in power and politics, with which manages major contracts for the company.
"Oh, yes. You know what I mean?, We will not.
- Are you staying with me or you've suddenly gone mad?
-No dear, I was never saner.
- Are you serious? I can do this to me, I've been eating vegetables almost three months to get in the new Versace dress.
"Well see you. For me it's over so much hypocrisy and stupidity.
"You know I can not present one, plus give you that medal today, I do not remember why, but I know for you is important.
-Disparate thoughts, like head structures collapse intrepid Ramon, where the sum of colors is not white or anything like it. Carmen at this point do not know what to say or how to act, for the first time in many she lost control she had supposed. Only managed to mourn, mourn and mourn.
The phones never stopped ringing, no call was answered. Afternoon
the calmer mood, Carmen with fear and tactfully reminded that await Ramon for dinner in town, at the home of his parents.
- What do Ignatius and Natalia? He asks Ramon.
-Ignacio stays at home to finish a model for a school project. You know how rare it is, but hey, it's what you like.
- And Nati? Ramon asked again.
-rock will go with a super mega party at a nightclub, with which we can enjoy a pleasant evening in town with our friends and relatives. "Adds Carmen.
It was dark even though it was late, a strong smell of linden that emanated from the kitchen, fills the whole house. In the face of repeated requests and pleas from Carmen, Ramon
out of bed like a robot, an automaton in the shower and dressed like a robot to ignore the suggestions of his wife in the matter of dress for the occasion.
Together, as strangers, riding in the elevator that leads directly to the garage. The car, a comfortable road art satisfying to both; to him because he had a very modern audio system with four-channel amplifier and two subwoofer to feel the music as the artist intended; to it by the color as it was in charge of choosing, red, red Christmas was the name in the catalog. Once road
Ramón press a button on your dashboard complex and goes back, by magic spell, to Rome in the early nineteenth century. In his innermost
harmony, not listen to Carmen please ask him to hurry, which is unable to reach or beat the desserts, which will give the grapes on the road.
Ramon was lost in Tosca, Puccini's great opera, even more, he was mimicking with Mario Cavaradossi (the central character). Leave the highway when it started snowing. They take a winding country road on a hike to the port of San Angelo, which overlooks pristine clarity with the brightness of the stars at night. "Coincidentally" the speakers sounded the voice of the tenor singing E 'lucevan L' estelle, taking leave of life. To the extent that the interpreter's voice rose growing in a note ending, too enticing to ignore. Approaching the curve of the pine forest, a hairpin that is taken as long to twenty miles an hour and then begin the descent.
Before the horrified eyes of Carmen the driver takes the hand of Floria Tosca and accelerating hard, ignoring the sharp bend.
Two days after rescue services make out in the snow a red spot was part of the roof of the red road, red Christmas.
Jorge V.
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