08.1 Rosario

Another use of a bedsheet is to wrap it like a robe. Madeleine wrapped it behind her back and around the chest, pulled the corners over the neck and knotted on the nape. A tiny bed where both dropped to sleep and a single mother on another single bed inside the same room with a window open to the road.

In downtown Rosario, bars never close and in this place where Che Guevara was born – it ties to the bedrock of the heirs. Although, they weren’t able to go there and instead made a stop at a friend’s place half a kilometre north of Avenida Eva Perón where Madeleine plan to begin her journey in two days.

A morning sun set rays on the grass in the backyard lawn which was a rough football pitch and still another field lie beyond. Marina heard those cries and scampered out through the backdoor. A skinny woman lay on a nylon folding bed placed in the sun. That single mother sat pressing a massage.

She could see pedestrians there in the distance passing the road though not many in the morning hour.

Snappishly, a ticklish hot wave crushed on her body, to the toes and fingers, she began to spat in the face. Continuously, without an interruption or a gap, she shot spittle to the Navarro woman’s dress.

It all went to plan. They began to laugh; Adriana and Madeleine. Last night, when they arrived, she nearly drove the rear wheel of the Toyota into a pothole outside the house. She tapped on a window of the brick house and a woman with a raw voice answered.

“It’s Maddy from CABA.”

“Maddy! What are you doing here?” she came out of a door draped of a yellow curtain. A cute young woman with long brown hair in a little nightdress, big blue eyes and attractive legs, “It’s very late!”

“Me and my friend want to sleep here,” Madeleine spoke Spanish strenuously.

“Come! I have been thinking about you lately,” said Adriana.

“What were you thinking?”

“You might have forgotten me!”

“Something came up, Ari,” she grabbed her hand gently, “I could not come.”

“I go buy some food,” said Adriana.

“Let me!” Madeleine took some money from her purse and passed a five-digit note.

“You don’t have to do this!”

“We stay for two days.”

Adriana rode on a big motorbike to buy food from two blocks away. She came with two bags full and in a matter of minutes the plates turned empty.

It was during this time that Madeleine entered the room and walked out wrapped in a blanket. She sat down with Adriana on the severed pavement outside, a chicken dish on her lap, eating and talking. And both smoking cigarettes one after another under the flooded beam of a warm light on the cross cable.

Then Marina heard a rattle of laughter breaking the silence of the vacant road in the dead of the night. Adriana scuttled in through the door bringing down the curtain and burst in laughter.

Adriana broke out in laughter because Madeleine expressed her idea how to attract a woman.

That night they had to sleep in a single bed. Adriana in the other bed released giggles and Madeleine coughed lying next to Marina. They couldn’t hold back and that drove Marina to quiz herself about them.

“Don’t tell!” They were sharing secrets. At one moment, Adriana ran out of the room to cackle in the backyard in the moonlight that spread on the grass.

“You are naughty!” shattered Marina as they drove to a supermarket to buy supplies.

“You should try,” said Madeleine, “It’s going to be a little more ticklish than that.”

“I’m shy,” she crooned.

“I am shy too,” resounded Madeleine, “I am actually a very shy person. Still very shy. I blush, I get paralysed and I am no good with boys. Frankly, I never got into a situation with her! I just close my eyes and get naked. I don’t really understand why I do that. I literally expose my body to strangers!” She rolled her eyes and tossed her limbs all over.

“There are many things I have to try,” admitted Marina.

Madeleine rolled the vehicle to the parking. She climbed down and gave a tweak on Marina’s bums, “Bigasso!”

“What did you say?”

“A ‘gaso’ slang,” expounded Madeleine, “Football canalla fans from Rosario came up with this brilliant idea. Wogasonderful!”