Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Dante and Leila

Dante sits quietly in the car. Contemplating about how things should go. Mustering the courage to call Leila, he grabs his cell and looks up her number in the contacts. Her phone rings and she answers. Leila directly aski what he wants. The tone of nonchalance is evident in her voice. Dante invites her for dinner. She answers she'll think about it. She hungs up. Dante waits. Her answer came around an hour later with a confirmation.

Dante picked her up. Leila has just gotten dressed. She showered. But her face shows a hint of annoyance of seeing him. They got into his car.

The ride was non eventful. Dante asked her how she is. Leila answers with a simple ok. Her answers are composed of either single words or shrugs. She barely looks at him.

Leila falls asleep during the ride. It was almost an hour drive. Dante stops the car. Opens the glove box quietly so as not to stir Leila. Takes out an unmarked bottle and pours its contents to his handkerchief. Just enough that the top is clearly wet yet not too much that the kerchief becomes soggy. Dante then gently places the cloth on Leila. Covering her mouth and nose.

Dante turns the car around and drives back to Leila's place.