It's Australia's fault!

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"Brian? Hey Brian, are you listening to me? " The insistent voice of Roger brings me back to reality.
"I...I really..." I stutter, gently placing the half"empty cup on his saucer.
"I noticed that your brain gone for a ride on the moon as usual. I asked you why there's that girl at the Hill's house? Is she their maid?"
"Oh no Rog, she isn't their maid! The Hill left at the end of May, they're in Australia at some relative's house and they will stay there all summer. Since her daughter, Jessica, had her summer exam session at the university she had to stay here. She asked some of her friends to keep her company for these months, so that not to stay home alone..."
"Oh... I understand" he says, continuing to stare at Lilibeth from the window, observing her from head to toe "How do you know all these things?"
"I live here, Roger, did you forget it?"
"You haven't lived here for three years"
"Yes it's true, but...but my mother explained it to me, I don't care about the Hill's story. I hate Australia..."
"Yes, now it's Australia's fault!"
"Yes,it's Australia's fault because if it hadn't been for that damned vaccine infected needle, now I wouldn't be here at..."
"I know, I know it Brian, I know it very well. But that's what happened and we can't do anything about it. In a few days you will be completely heal and you'll coma back with us to the studio. But ... but Look on the bright side: if you hadn't been sick you wouldn't have had the chance to admire this fantastic view from the window. Look out...look at that bott..."

"Roger! Please!" I immediately interrupt him, I don't know how I can feel jealousy for a girl I don't even know "You're at my house, a little bit of demeanor, please"
"Oh... sorry, I forgot that May's house is a den of atheists people but..."
"...but moralists people, therefore, watch your language"
"Okay, but you've became worse than your father" he says "But..." he stops and I see him looking at Lilibeth with a puzzled face "But that face..."
"What's wrong with her face, Roger?"
"Nothing Brian, on the contrary, there's nothing wrong in her, but..." he hesitates again and this thing makes me somewhat suspicious "... you never went to visit her at home?" she asks me point"blank.
"And why should I have gone to visit her at home?"
"Because it is beau... that is... because you have to maintain good neighborly relationships"
"Ah, now they are called good neighborly relationships" I comment caustic, carring to the mouth one of the Weetabix that my mother brought me for breakfast.
"Of course! I think it's important to... to entertain relationships"
"Oh yes, of course..." I conclude caustic and the silence falls between us for a few seconds.

"You've never once been curious to go and meet her, really?" he asks me again.
"My God! Roger, no, no and no! I have never had the curiosity because I hardly look at her. I'm done with women" I end, continuing to eat my biscuit "I don't want to hear about women for..."
"Oh yes, now I understand! The tattoo!" he exclaims suddenly.

I wince for the fear and a small piece of biscuit goes sideways.

"Coff... coff... Rog... Roger... but... what the hell! Coff...Coff" I cough and I beat my chest slightly to take me back.
"Oh yes, now I understand everything" he continues, careless of what is happening to me, continuing to watch Lilibeth from the window.
"If you kindly explain it to me too so that I can understand...Coff... Coff" I answer him, taking a sip of tea in an attempt to stop this annoying cough.
"Of course...How did I not see it? the tattoo" he repeats.

In this way Roger indirectly answering my question, he's referring to Lilibeth, she has a tattoo.

"Do you mean the girl's tattoo?" I ask him, starting to eat my Weetabix to show him a non"existent indifference as much as I can "That bordeaux seahorse, with black edges and the eye like an emerald that she has tattooed on the right ankle?"
"Oh... wasn't you the guy who hardly looked at her?"
"I... I...you know, I'm a guy who pays attention to details"
"Yes, the details..."
"And what about you? What did you realize when you saw that tattoo?" I ask him again, maybe he knows Lilibeth and I don't know about it.
"Oh no...no Brian, it was...it was just a curiosity" he replies calmly, but I feel that he's lying to me "But...but you, you've never had the curiosity to met her?"
"Again Rog? I've never had this curiosity" I repeat altered, Roger is really unbearable when he insists "I haven't been to Hill's house since they went to Australia: dad says Jessica's friends aren't good girls"
"And since when do you listen to what your father tells you?"
"I have always respected my father and I have always obeyed him, you know, but it was different for the music, I made an exception"
"And if I were you I would make an exception for her too, it's worth it" he continues mischievously, not taking his eyes off Lilibeth.

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