تاريخ التسجيل : 22/05/2010
العمر : 38
|موضوع: A VERY SHORT STORY" Ernest Hemingway 2/27/2012, 11:40|| |
A VERY SHORT STORY"
One hot evening in Padua they carried him up onto the roof and he could
look out over the top of the town. There were chimney swifts in the sky.
After a while it got dark and the searchlights came out. The others
went down and took the bottles with them. He and Luz could hear them
below on the balcony. Luz sat on the bed. She was cool and fresh in the
Luz stayed on night duty for three months. They were glad to let her.
When they operated on him she prepared him for the operating table; and
they had a joke about friend or enema. He went under the anaesthetic
holding tight on to himself so he would not blab about anything during
the silly, talky time. After he got on crutches he used to take the
temperatures so Luz would not have to get up from the bed. There were
only a few patients, and they all knew about it. They all liked Luz. As
he walked back along the halls he thought of Luz in his bed.
Before he went back to the front they went into the Duomo and prayed. It
was dim and quiet, and there were other people praying. They wanted to
get married, but there was not enough time for the banns, and neither of
them had birth certificates. They felt as though they were married, but
they wanted everyone to know about it, and to make it so they could not
Luz wrote him many letters that he never got until after the armistice.
Fifteen came in a bunch to the front and he sorted them by the dates and
read them all straight through. They were all about the hospital, and
how much she loved him and how it was impossible to get along without
him and how terrible it was missing him at night.
After the armistice they agreed he should go home to get a job so they
might be married. Luz would not come home until he had a good job and
could come to New York to meet her. It was understood he would not
drink, and he did not want to see his friends or anyone in the States.
Only to get a job and be married. On the train from Padua to Milan they
quarreled about her not being willing to come home at once. When they
had to say good-bye, in the station at Milan, they kissed good-bye, but
were not finished with the quarrel. He felt sick about saying good-bye
He went to America on a boat from Genoa. Luz went back to Pordonone to
open a hospital. It was lonely and rainy there, and there was a
battalion of arditi quartered in the town. Living in the muddy, rainy
town in the winter, the major of the battalion made love to Luz, and she
had never known Italians before, and finally wrote to the States that
theirs had only been a boy and girl affair. She was sorry, and she knew
he would probably not be able to understand, but might some day forgive
her, and be grateful to her, and she expected, absolutely unexpectedly,
to be married in the spring. She loved him as always, but she realized
now it was only a boy and girl love. She hoped he would have a great
career, and believed in him absolutely. She knew it was for the best.
The major did not marry her in the spring, or any other time. Luz never
got an answer to the letter to Chicago about it. A short time after he
contracted gonorrhea from a sales girl in a loop department store while
riding in a taxicab through Lincoln Park.
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تاريخ التسجيل : 04/04/2010
البلد /المدينة : bahrain
|موضوع: رد: A VERY SHORT STORY" Ernest Hemingway 2/27/2012, 12:00|| |
اللهم إني سامحت كل من أغتابني أو ذكرني بسوء في
غيبتي وأسألك في ذلك الأجر والمغفرة بلوغ مراتب المحسنين
تاريخ التسجيل : 22/12/2011
العمر : 34
البلد /المدينة : فلسطين