Contemplating his life and where it was leading him; he decided it was time to change his course
It was on one of those endless days, which had followed another one of those eternal nights, precisely when the people had found how to take turns, so the party wouldn´t end for lack of adepts. It seemed that the crowd didn’t grow larger, but by no means did it become smaller.
And that was how things were going, when the Marroqui sister’s father woke on that morning. He felt his head had had swollen to such a point that he feared it wouldn’t fit through the door’s frame.
The mother was completely gone, deep in her sleep, lying next to him; only occasional snores, showed she was still alive. He beheld her for a long time, and he observed that even though truckloads of food had been going around; she was still as skinny as always, if not a bit more.