Chapter 8 Let me start by apologizing for my lateness to continue this story. Actually I have been unable to raise the chapter before, and one reason (among others) that has delayed me is the fact that this story is written by hand in a notebook computer and I spend a chapter by chapter. I hope you enjoy this new bit, and I await your opinions, which are very important.
That evening after saying goodbye to our visit, Aunt insisted I learned the basics of a farm. One of the issues that she considered "basic" proved to be milking a cow. Not that I I might faint or something, but the task took me a little off guard.
took me to the barn when the evening was consumed with the sun.
The interior of the barn was divided into compartments, together with its newly christened acaballo Tozinoide, in another cubicle, there was a fat, smelly cow.
automatically turned my head the memories of the first day, and I remembered Eric Klaus. From that day had not heard anything from him, it was possible that he found on Friday at the party, and sincerely hoped that his behavior was not as strange as the first time, and was not drunk, as I suspected it would all that day.
My aunt, very diligent, pulled a stool with three legs and placed almost under the cow.
"Sit there," he ordered.
I obeyed and sat down.
animal's udders were a few inches from my face and smell that emanated was so strong that it forced me to turn my head away for air that smells like a mixture of hair and dung.
"I did this would be normal morning milking and before the first had been in contact with you and to get used to your presence. There are cows milked that do not allow strangers. But Sissi is a charm and is nothing suspicious.
With love gave a few slaps to the bony back of Sissi. The cow in response raised the hind leg closest to me and put it back on the floor near my foot. Unconsciously gave a boat off the stool and I almost fell to the ground.
"Be careful with your feet, keep them away from their hooves. I'll show you how.
to be rolled up both sleeves elbows, flipped undecided, and placed a metal bucket under the udder.
"You have to milk it so-happened to me a demonstration and a thin stream of milk shot out into the bucket, that's all.
"It seems very difficult.
- now clear!, Now do it yourself.
was jumped and asked me to hand it began. The animals had never been my forte. A dog or a cat with long hair were not bad, but a huge cow was another matter.
gulped and closed my eyes tightly before taking the udder. I shuddered in disgust as it were greased with milk. Using
meeting of all my mental powers I did what I had told my aunt. A stream of milk was thrown out of the bucket on the floor covered with straw and manure was suspected that the other jet was straight at me, giving me full in the stomach and splashing in the face.
My aunt began to laugh out loud.
- Ja, ja, ja "said wryly. Embarrassed and angry
continue with the task.
Two minutes later I was filled with milk from head to toe, and my aunt Petra no longer had the strength to keep laughing. The worst thing was that until that time never seen her laugh so much so openly. That attitude was totally unnatural behavior in your rectum. Filled
of my patience, I had to press the jaw to insult and will not planted the bucket in his face.
Soaked in milk went into the dark night.
The cold got me hooked to the skin and almost went ice milk. Clothes felt wet and sticky. I hugged myself in an unsuccessful attempt to avoid cold and trotted around the house until you reach the door.
The landscape was dark and gloomy, with the exception of the small light of a window.
Until then I had not realized how lonely and section of the site in which we lived, almost surrounded by forest, a quarter mile of the road and no neighbors around. The perfect place for a robbery, murder or God knows what else. Altered by me
vulnerable ran to the door.
I almost had a heart attack when one of Aunt Petra cats crossed my path.
With heart in mouth jumped back screaming. The cat did not budge. Quiet and purring approached me to rub on my ankles. Something quieter
I bent down to caress, the very cheeky when he began to lick my arm covered with milk.
In a second cat went from being absorbed by my attentions to be unfriendly. He ignored me and froze facing the forest.
watched stunned as he opened his little mouth showing a bright and small tusks for something or someone in the forest. I scanned the darkness
scared seeing nothing. The cat, that in light of the window seemed to be hair tabby, bristled ears to tail. Snorted threatening but something ridiculous out of the inside of your throat vibrating translucent mustache.
might have seen a rat or anything that could eat or kill, but in my brain these options were not accepted. All I could think was that there was hiding something dangerous.
Lobos.
The cat roared again, this time with more strength, became faint sound recording and became deafening as the roar of a lion. A sound and could not leave such a small thing.
In the darkness of the trees stirred a little lower branches and growled in a husky.
neurons of my brain worked faster than my body could assimilate, ordering him to flee.
branches movement shifted from a troubled to disappear.
- Julia!
Even in my state of petrification, I recognized the voice of my aunt through the night.
Then something pulled my arm making me turn back.
-Julia-I noticed that shook me-what's wrong?
Paralyzed from head to toe I could not answer. Her eyes glowed in the night, scared and huge.
"Let's go inside.
pulled hard on me, crawling toward the door. Like a puppet I let guide me into the hall. I felt overwhelmed by the number of sensations that invaded me, fear, terror, anxiety, feelings that never before in my life quiet city had experienced so intensely.
There was something there, were you valvuceando?
- What you say Julia?
My aunt closed the door with a slam that tube sound heard for miles around, and whose agony was echoed in the air for several seconds.
-Out there among the trees-clumsy hand I let go of my aunt ... I saw the cat. As a crazy
started pacing around the lobby, stuttering and speaking softly.
- How there was something there?
continued moving in circles around the room, gesticulating with his hands, while ignoring the presence and questions of my aunt.
He moved among the branches.
"But how you could see something moving in the dark?, it is too dark to see anything through the trees.
"The cat saw it too-blunt point.
- What cat?
clearly remembered having seen entering the house in front of us.
"That one finger pointed at the animal stationed at the foot of the stairs.
- How do you know that you saw? - Starting to get me riled up so many questions.
- For roared!
In my state I thought I saw a sudden lifting of eyebrows and what looked like "concern", but quickly the features of his face changed to a complete peacefulness.
- But you say? "A emerged giggling to myself the question.
- roared!, Yes, he did, like a lion or a tiger roared as I approached him, he did.
-Julia, is a cat-by naming the above began to lick apparently oblivious to our contention, are you okay?
"Of course I do," a hard sneeze closed the sentence.
"Oh, you do not have a fever? Right?
Aunt Petra with its feet tall rushed towards me planting his big hand on my forehead.
"I think so, go up and take a bath, after you go up to take soup, and hopefully by then are gone from your delusions. I climbed those stairs
upset as he had never been in my life. I found the bathroom with his head half round, analyzing things calmly, it was not so bad, the cat mewed, and simply had the wind had moved the branches already!, Exaggerated the problem was my imagination when my adrenaline swarming veins and my exaggerated impressionability.
Stupid girl. Petra
brought me the promised cup of soup and after taking my temperature with a thermometer made me drink a huge white tablet. Nerves were elated and I kept my head spinning about the same, yet after the pill and almost without realizing it, I fell like a log in bed.
horrific nightmares that night tormented me, something in the darkness that haunted me, the trees, the endless darkness and the cat that began to roar so thunderous and crumbled into pieces in order to remake it again much larger.
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