Learning to speak with plants, by Marta Orriols: against the walls

Devastated.

There is no other word.

Mauro is dead.

Run over by a car.

A few hours before, he had told her that he had a mistress.

Paula faces both grief and lies.

She can't tell anyone about it.

"White woman of forty-two years, living in Barcelona, ​​without criminal record"

, thus defines this neonatalogue.

Her grief envelops her.

She takes refuge in work, concentrates on the infants in their incubator.

At the hospital, she ran into Carla, the other, the young one.

Paula bumps into the walls.

Her colleagues comfort her.

His upstairs neighbor takes care of the plants Mauro had placed on the terrace.

Out of spite, she sleeps with a carpenter she met at Amsterdam airport.

His secret suffocates him.

She cries quietly, remembering that tears do not appear in newborns until the fourth to sixth week.

His father leaves him messages on his answering machine.

For his birthday, this pianist gives him a piece of his composition.

She is told that she looks like Laura Antonelli.

When she looks at herself in the mirror, the comparison is not obvious to her.

His secret

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