I made the most obedient face in the world and he let me go. I headed back to the market, waiting for him to arrive.
But before that I stopped by Seu Rozemberg’s pastry shop, smiled and said, “Good day, Seu Rozemberg.”
He wished me good day dryly, and didn’t offer me a sweet. Son of a bitch!
He only gave me sweets when I was with Lalá. “Here he comes.”
The clock clanged nine o’clock. He came like he always did.
I followed him from a distance. He turned onto Rua do Progresso and stopped on the corner.
He put his bag on the ground and threw his jacket over his left shoulder.
What a nice checked shirt! When I’m a grown-up, I thought, I’ll only wear shirts like that.
He had a red kerchief around his neck and his hat was tipped back.
Then he boomed in his deep voice that filled the street with cheer, “Gather round, my good people! Come hear what’s new!”
His Bahian accent was lovely too. “This week’s hits. ‘Claudionor!’ ‘Pardon!’... Chico Viola’s latest song.”
“Vicente Celestino’s latest success. Come learn it – it’s all the rage.”
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