And in my mind his big eyes, like a cinema screen, were glued to me, staring.
I closed my eyes and still saw his big, big eyes...
I tapped my shoeshine box with my heel and had an idea.
Maybe I could make Father forgive me for being so mean.
I opened Totoca’s box and borrowed a tin of black shoe polish because mine was running out.
I didn’t say a word to anyone. I walked sadly down the street, not feeling the weight of the box.
It was as if I was walking over his eyes. Hurting inside his eyes.
It was very early and adults were probably still asleep because of mass and supper the night before.
The street was full of children showing off and comparing their toys.
It made me feel even worse. They were all good children.
None of them would ever do what I’d done. I stopped near the Misery and Hunger hoping to find a customer.
The bar was open even on Christmas Day. It was no accident it had the nickname it did.
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