The Night Buffalo by Guillermo Arriaga

Author:Guillermo Arriaga [Arriaga, Guillermo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780743299923
Publisher: Atria Books
Published: 2006-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

JUST BEFORE DAWN, I noticed her kneeling on the mattress, watching me.

“What’s the matter?” I asked.

“Nothing,” she answered in a low voice.

“So?”

She smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

“I was just looking at you.”

I sat up and held her.

“Go back to sleep,” I said.

She lay back and rested her forehead on my chest. I noticed she was sobbing. I touched her chin and lifted it up.

“What’s wrong?”

She brushed the hair away from her eyes. She mopped up her tears with her forearm.

“Do you love me?” she asked, wrinkling her brow as if she were making an effort not to cry again.

“Lots.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

She seemed to calm down. She slowly let her head drop and curled up on my lap, facing my inner thigh.

“What about you?” I asked.

She softly bit my thigh as an answer. I kissed her shoulder and with the tips of my fingers traced a path down her spine. Tania exhaled a moan and stretched.

“No, please,” she mumbled.

I kept my trajectory and lowered my finger to the end of her coccyx.

“Don’t go on,” she asked.

I slid my fingers down even farther and started stroking circles around her anus.

“Manuel,” she whispered and bit my thigh again. I wet her anus with some vaginal fluid and inserted my middle finger.

She contorted forward and backward to a rhythm that made my finger go deeper and deeper. Her snaking motion accelerated. When it seemed as if Tania was going to reach orgasm she suddenly stopped and gripped my finger with her anus.

“Are you going to marry me?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I answered, “it’s a long way away.”

“Yes or no.”

It took me a moment to answer. She loosened her muscles and shifted to one side. I moved my finger to avoid it slipping, but she turned her hips to push it out. She seemed more sad than upset.

“Yes!” I exclaimed out loud.

Tania looked at me skeptically.

“Yes,” I repeated, “I will marry you.”

She brought her hand to her face and started to laugh.

“Don’t listen to me, I’m crazy,” she said, and hid behind a pillow.

Her body convulsed with laughter. I took the pillow away and held her head in my hands.

“Stop fucking around.”

She calmed down and sighed.

“I don’t understand you,” I said and threw the pillow onto the floor.

She picked it up and put it on her stomach.

“I’m all confused,” she mumbled.

“Me too,” I said.

“No, you’re not,” she said firmly.

“How do you know?”

“I just do,” she murmured.

She closed her eyes, curled up under the covers, and asked me to hold her. She fell asleep as I caressed her shoulders.

The sun rose. I carefully pulled away from her and headed toward the window. The day was clear, no clouds, no rain. Tania snored slightly and I turned to look at her. She must have been dreaming; she was making little noises with her lips.

I sat next to her. I looked at her and imagined her in old age. I imagined, on her face, the blister of years: the sunken eyes, weak mouth, worn teeth, the hanging jaw. I

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