February was coming. When I went back to Mexico City, things were quite changed. Now Gerardo has a girlfriend. He met her before I undertook the adventure of reuniting with Ramon in Playa Del Carmen. The weather is not as cold as Gerardo informed me.
It was a Sunday night that I came back to the apartment. He was not there because he had traveled to Acapulco with his friends. He left a note on the table that said: “I am coming back to the apartment on Tuesday. Don’t go anywhere because I am dying to talk to you. Stay at the apartment and don’t go to Excess without me, ha-ha-ha. See you on Tuesday night, my friend.”
When I came back to the apartment from my night perambulation around Condesa, Gerardo was playing X-box in his room. As soon as I entered the room, he shouted, “Son of bitch! I left the note for you. I specifically asked you to stay here tonight. I called you many times, why didn’t you answer my calls?”
“Hey, my friend! I am sorry for not answering the phone. I was preoccupied with the beginning of a new chapter. As I told you, I’ve started writing my book. I am so busy now.”
“Your book is more important than your friends? Ha-ha-ha. Show me your manuscript. I really want to read it. Congratulations, my friend! I am so happy to hear that at last you’ve started writing.”
“Thank you very much, my friend. Now I am busier than business executives all over the world, ha-ha-ha. I’ll show you my manuscript when it’s done.”
“What? I can’t read your book until you finish it! Why are you suddenly acting in mysterious way? Just show me what you’ve written so far because I’m very interested in your book.”
“Because I’ve been writing about my friends. It’ll be a big surprise for everyone. As a matter of fact, I’m writing about you right now. By the way, do you want me to change your name?”