Four Sonyas by Paral VladimIr & William Harkins

Author:Paral, VladimIr & William Harkins
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Catbird Press
Published: 1993-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Behind the curtains of the second-floor window of the Orts’ yellow villa Kamila Ortova sat at a table reading her lecture notes from Psychology III (in a few days I’ll be starting my last year at the teachers institute) and smoking a cigarette from her Dad’s golden pack of Peers, and every so often she looked out at the white villa opposite, Jakub’s house—

—stolen from me and Jakub by that tramp. I’ll never understand how my sober and rational Jakub—we’re both exactly the same—could slip into such madness … shouldn’t a man be put under guardianship in a case like this? Because his madness does not have tragic consequences just for him, but destroys the happiness and lives of the rest of us as well.

Men are stupid animals. How can I rescue my Jakub against his own will? Ridding him of this madness means ridding him of the tramp—but she keeps installing herself more and more firmly in his house.

Poison her? Zlatunka would gladly do it, and so would I. But, unfortunately, our motives would be quite clear: Zlatunka, to keep the room on the second floor for herself and Lubos Bily (who would vanish nice and quickly without the second floor). And me, to rescue my husband.

If only we could kill her so that no one would know … for a very long time … Because her wedding would wipe out the motives of us both—

On the much traveled clay of Valley Street, Jakub’s figure was growing taller. He was coming home from the plant. The first time he came home from there, he ran upstairs and told me excitedly all about Cottex and the people there—all our lives we two shared everything—and during those years his daily accounts of the goings-on at Cottex meant as much to me as me and my psychology meant to him.

Jakub is coming through the gate and through the garden. I want that gate and that garden to belong to us both. He no longer looks at my window, from which I’ve been watching him since I was little. I want to look right into his blue eyes again. And now he disappears into his white house. I want the house and I want Jakub, too. MY HUSBAND FOREVER AND EVER, I WILL RESCUE YOU—

When a yellow watering can appeared in a ground-floor window of the Jagrs’ white house, Kamila set a precisely identical watering can in the window next to the ficus in the majolica pot.

Then without haste, determined and methodical, she placed in her handbag a tube of Bromargyl (not too toxic, but its bromide and mercury accumulate in the body), a golden pack of Peer cigarettes and a silver lighter, a silver pencil, and a tiny pocket calendar.

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