She’d see me peeping at her and would shut the window. She ended up shutting up the whole house so she wouldn’t see me.
“Meany! Evil witch! I hope you never marry a cadet! I hope you marry a private, the sort who can’t even afford to have his boots polished.”
When I saw that I was wasting my time, I headed for the street, fuming.
I ran into Nardinho playing. He was squatting, staring at something, oblivious to everything else. I went over.
He had made a little wagon out of a matchbox and tied it to the biggest beetle I’d ever seen.
“Wow!” “Big, innit?” “Wanna swap?” “Why?” “If you want some trading cards...”
“How many?” “Two.” “You’re kidding. A beetle this big and you’ll only give me two?”
“There’re heaps of beetles like that in the ditch behind Uncle Edmundo’s house.”
“I’ll do it for three.” “Three, but you don’t get to pick.” “Nothing doing. I get to pick at least two.” “Fine.”
I gave him one of Laura La Plante that I had several of. And he picked one of Hoot Gibson and another of Patsy Ruth Miller.
I put the beetle in my pocket and went on my way. “Quick, Luís. Glória’s gone to buy bread and Jandira’s reading in the rocking chair.”
We crept down the corridor to the toilet. I went to help him pee. “Make it a big one, ’cause we’re not allowed to go in the street during the day.”
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