Her Famous Speech

By the time we came back to the apartment from OXXO, Esteban was not there anymore. Patricia told us that she asked him to let her alone for a while. Ergo, he went for a walk. And she asked Ramon by frowning, “Did you explain Shogo what I just told Esteban?”

“No, I didn’t,” he was fidgeting.

 

“How come? That was why I asked you to take him with you….”

Pause.

“Okay, I’ll tell him myself. Shogo, could you have a moment?” she said with a resolved look.

“Have a good time, bitch!”

With that, he skedaddled in a mad, helter-skelter all over the courtyard.

After a brief pause, she began her famous speech with arms akimbo, “Shogo, don’t think I’m always like this. First of all, I want you to know that I’m very happy to have you at my house; you’re always welcome to my house. I’ve known of you for a long time. In fact, I’ve known of you since the beginning of relationship with Ramon. On top of it all, I consider you as my male best friend. But I want you to respect my rules once you are under my roof. If you want to stay at my house, please don’t do what I don’t like and what makes me sad. Ramon told me that it was your decision to go to Marlins Men’s Club last night. Don’t worry, Shogo, I’m not mad at you and don’t blame you for the last night. I’m mad at Ramon, for he decided to go there. He is married, you know. He is no longer single anymore. He should perceive what he can do or cannot do. Of course, you can do whatever you want, Shogo, because you’re single. You can enjoy your life, go table dance, and sleep with whomever you fancy. However, please don’t do things that make me sad and that I don’t like while you are staying under my roof. All in all, please respect my rules whenever you visit us. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, as clear as God’s blue heaven. It’ll never happen again. I promise,” I apologized with my right hand on my heart.

“Shogo, you can go now. Ramon is waiting for you at the courtyard, I guess.”

“I’m sorry, Patricia. I really do.”

With that, I walked out the apartment.

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