And They Told Us We Were Immortal

Osvaldo Dragún

1963

George:

They always leave the key under the windowsill. I told you so.

Bert:

Ahuh.

[George goes to the doors and yells in front of each one.]

George:

Mamma! Stephen! Mamma!

[No one answers. Pause.]

No one’s home.

Bert:

But the telegram?

George:

I don’t know. Put down the bag. You look like Santa Claus.

Bert:

No. It’s late. If your family should come . . .

George…
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