He came bumbling in and sat directly behind me. He plonked his books down noisily and said something to the person next to him.
I didn’t pay much attention. I wanted to study to be wise. But one word in the whispered conversation caught my attention.
They were talking about the Mangaratiba. “It hit the car?” “Manuel Valadares’s car. That beautiful one.”
I swung around in shock. “What did you say?” “I said the Mangaratiba hit the Portuguese’s car on the crossing at Rua da Chita.”
“That’s why I’m late. The train crushed the car. There’s a huge crowd there. They even called the Realengo Fire Brigade.”
I broke into a cold sweat and it felt like everything was about to go black.
Jerônimo continued answering his neighbour’s questions. “I don’t know if he’s dead. They wouldn’t let children anywhere near it.”
Without realising it, I stood up. I felt a terrible need to throw up and my body was covered in cold sweat.
I left my desk and headed for the door. I barely even registered the face of Dona Cecília Paim, who had come to intercept me.
Perhaps she’d seen the colour drain from my face. “What’s wrong, Zezé?” But I couldn’t answer.
Tears were welling in my eyes. Then something snapped and I bolted, without even thinking about the headmistress’s office.
I reached the street and forgot about the highway, about everything. I just wanted to run and run until I got there.
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