There were two weeks left until the new year, im a mess, i havent shaved in days, but in any case i dont go out, i just stay in the living room drinking.
It would be around 2:00 pm, when someone knocked on the door, it was James Mars, one of the boys who i give classes at the morgue, i got ready a little and changed before opening the door.
-oh, hello James-
-Hello Professor Koch-
-What do you need James?-
-I was wondering if you could sign some papers, they are so i can attend practice classes in other morgues-
-Sure, come in-
-come let's sit at the table-
-okay- he handed me the papers -these are-
-Okay, let me look for a pen- I said, looking for one
-Here I have one-he said, handing me a blue pen
-Thank you... how re u, James?-
-pretty good, and you koch?-
-oh yeah, good-
-You are a mess...-
-I know-
-My father believes that you are one of the suspects- he blurted out suddenly, i looked at him confused -my father is the police officer who questioned u-
-But why does he believe that?- How the hell had he discovered me?
-because of his family background, the things ur father did, what ur brother did...- It seemed to him that he shouldnt continue talking, the moment became uncomfortable, so i passed him the already signed papers. -that's it- -Thank you Professor Koch-
We stopped and headed to the door, i opened it and when he was about to leave, he turned around.
-Do you want to go out to eat something? Its looks like u hasnt left ur house in several days...-
-Sure, wait for me on the couch while i change- I dont even know why i accepted.
I went in to change, it had been so long since i thought about what to wear, the last few years of my life i only varied between a couple of suits, and these weeks i only wear pajamas.
There was a closet, there were a lot of clothes left, i almost started crying...
I put on some old blue jeans and a Sally t-shirt with a cute drawing on it, it fit me well, I think that although she looked quite small we were the same size...
I walked over to where James, that bastard, i leaned on the back of the couch, he started a little when i did it, i dont think he heard me walk towards him.
-Are you ready Mr. Koch?-
-Yes, come on James-
When we stopped, he saw the shirt I was wearing, he smiled.
-nice shirt, Mr. Koch-
-Thank you, you dont have to call me Mr. Koch, not even koch, I am no longer your teacher-
-Oh well, i wanna do it, Dexter-
We left the house, the sun hurt my eyes, it burned my skin, all the noise made me dizzy, i tried to calm down, but it was difficult, luckily thats when we reached the part of the path that had the shade of the trees.
-Where are we going James?-
-to a burger place a few blocks from here, Dexter-
Every time he said my name he looked at me smiling as if looking for reward or perhaps approval, he had changed a little, I didnt remember him being nice, maybe he now smoked marijuana.
