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Where would my first glance have fallen when I woke up a little pickled like Aunt Saci's fence but there was no sign of Veronika He disappeared so perfectly in the early days I thought he'd never show up again And then I started to see that I probably did So that was our romance?
I haven't heard from him for a monthI haven't seen any sign of him or the kids Her husband sometimes appeared in their court far away from me The only thing that could have happened was that she got caught and her husband beat her so badly when he didn't kill her
I remembered how scared she was of him and how I didn't take her seriously
- What about the neighbor lady won't you come help me now? "I asked Aunt Saci in indifference but she did not see it nor did she know it"
- She's a strange woman this neighbor she's disappeared like the earth swallowed her up
I didn't say I was afraid of something like that but I stopped interested in seeing my clever neighbor and I was even more mad I don't know why he left me off the list He kind of ignored me
I've been talking to myself and I think we should make an anonymous complaint to the police After all I called to say we haven't seen the young woman who lives here or here or her kids in the area in a long timesee what's going on with her
Saci told me the next day the police were next door something was wrong they were looking for the missus and then they left and nothing The days went by and everything went the same Veronika was gone the police never came Something the trucker fed them "And it will be good to be careful" I thought "for in my case the "moron" waits for me as a precaution and then one day poof
I had the locks changed and I got a good dog and I filled the room with useful protection like my razor-sharp Polish dagger
More than once I recall that night I saw Veronika opening her fine legs wide open on the couch I saw the hardened nipples pruning on the poker the huge cut on her groin which gave her a surprisingly tight vagina the slender body writhing from the lustful stings and I felt very bad Oh that's terrible And so are the kids "Moron" is gonna come to me sooner or later I've seen him running around the yard with my head cut off in the mouth of my poor dog if not something worse I was thinking maybe one night with the ax I'd better get over there and kill this hideous "moron" but as soon as possible before he does the same thing to me Every day however I waited stubbornly for the news that the police had left dug up the front desk and found the horrors but they had not
And then one day like so many times since then the phone rings and the Dear Veronika rings I fell figuratively on my back and I couldn't believe my ears But that's him
- Hello Young Master How you doing?
- Are You Alive Veronika? I can't breathe
 Poor thing I'll pump it into your mouth when I get home so you don't drown in any way
- You should leave this pumping to me whether you have air or not - I was beginning to realize that he was still alive-I'll be breathing for you believe me that'll make it better for me than for me
- How are you gonna ventilate me?
"Well" I began " I have a large pipe don't be alarmed it has a fine pleasant material it's not like being pushed down at the test breakfast and it doesn't have to be that deep"
- Oh yeah? - he was giggling at the end of the line
- Yeah - yeah We'll drop this off for you and go
- Do I have to put this in my throat? What if I drown?
- Well that's very rare because I've never heard of it happening to anyone because the point is you know you can smoke deep and you can get laid But you can do it somewhere else just make sure it's loaded up real good and then let the Blessed oxygen come in
"Well I have never had such a device before but I have a very strong shortness of breath" he said with an exclamation of self And the oxygen could really come anywhere I'd love to be at your place again Mother Hen if you could lay some eggs under me to sit on
"I will put everything I have under you" said I with unmistakable tones in my voice " but tell me Where Have you gone?" I thought the trucker beat you to death
- You mean John?
"I speak of him but I think of you and I can't think of anything else and I have in my mind booed you a thousand times that mild-mannered melody that we have been rocking on my couch but the evocations have affected me badly and I almost fell down" Now I really need some sweet forgetting My nerves are shaken Veronika where are you?
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