Chapter 1 - L, you are very stupid
The letter that arrived was something that should never have arrived. That letter marked the beginning of the end of my marriage.
B didn't tell me right away. He hid it inside his books. I don't know why he was always so discreet. But then when K was in his office, K found the books. K must have thought it strange that he had never seen those poetry books in the library. When B realized he was alarmed. Too alarmed for my taste. Poor K would never realize the importance of those books alone. There was something else there. And I went to check. That's when I found it. I found his letter. The letter L had written and arrived three days ago. The night B and I talked in the bedroom.
- So, did you find the letter? - He asked. I may be a good actress, but B was a great detective.
- What letter? - I tried to hide it.
- Don't try to deceive me B. How long have you known that L is alive?
- Is L alive? - I was applying denial, the technique we learned.
- You always knew, didn't you? Don't try to deceive me. No longer. If you don't tell me the truth, I will reveal everything to the children. All about VFD.
- You would not do that! - I said alarmed. - Do you want them to live like us? After everything we've done to protect them from this burning world!
- If L comes here, there will be no way to protect them anyway ... I need to know the truth. How long have you known he's alive?
- I found out when I found the letter.
- Liar! L wrote "Mr. and Mrs. Baudelaire. Unfortunately, I will need to visit you in person for urgent business. I will be disguised as a taxi driver. I added a cigarette to the disguise in order to avoid arousing suspicion. Please burn this letter. Sometimes fire is necessary so that the world can be quiet again. " He believed that I also knew he was alive. That's because he must have written it for both of us before, but you destroyed the letter before I read it.
- This is not true! - I said looking up.
- You're a great actress B. You pretend to lie when you're telling the truth, and pretend to tell the truth when you're lying. So what I said is really wrong. You did not destroy the letter. You should never have destroyed any of his leterrs. You must have hidden it somewhere.
This time he had caught me. I was wordless. I went to the wardrobe and got a blanket. I went to the bed and grabbed a pillow.
- I don't think I can continue in a relationship where my husband doesn't trust me.
- Where are you going?
- I'm going to sleep somewhere else.
I closed the door slowly while looking at him. He was analyzing me, trying to find out if my threat was real or not. He was wondering how much I loved him or not. Or how much I still loved L. I knew this day would come ... The day when the curtain would fall, and the biggest role play of my life would come to an end. I knew that one day I would finally be able to untie My Silence Knot.
I don't know if he came looking for me at the mansion that night. If he came, he realized that he does not go out through the main doors of the house. He must have realized that all the doors were still locked, and that all the keys were still inside the house. He may have deduced that I had a secret copy made just for me. But if he thought so, he was wrong. I had actually made a secret key just for myself, which I would use the next night. But that night, I didn't sleep. I decided to walk through a dark underground tunnel.
Chapter 2 - L, you are so absent!
The problem with being in a secret organization is that your life revolves around it. I never wanted that for my children. They would be sucked in by VFD, until they used their full potential for the good of the organization. I stopped believing that our organization would really be able to change the world a long time ago. At the beginning we were all convinced idealists. I remember when L called me to talk for the first time ... Before I was taken by my ankles, I already took theater, poetry and whistle lessons. My teacher was the one who presented me with a list of books that I had never heard of. I soon ran to the school library and delighted in each of the discoveries I made. I felt that my gifts could be useful for the world to be quiet. Two weeks passed while I filled my commonplace book with all the codes I had deduced. And when I got home I waited anxiously for the noise outside. They were the keys of a typewriter, which I heard clearly. And as soon as I heard it, I asked my parents, "what was that noise"? My parents looked at me with a mixture of pride and sadness. They knew would be long until they see me again. But, with a smile between teary eyed, they replied "nothing".
- If there's nothing out there, what was that noise? - Those words changed my life.
Now I understand that I was too young to make a decision like that. They took me the next morning. I never understood why they had to tighten my ankles so much while taking me. That hurt. But that was only the first injury that VFD caused me. An injury to the ankle heals over time ... But an injury to the heart is more difficult. We think that just letting time pass, but it doesn't work like that for everyone. VFD made me meet L in secret classes ... I fell in love with him, but VFD wouldn't let me stay with him. VFD made me use my whistling skills to train dangerous animals like lions and eagles ... I got attached to these animals, only to then see them disbanding into the hands of villains. I had a pet lion that had my name, that I trained with such care, and O had the pleasure of killing him. I finally got tired of having my life being controlled by VFD. I decided to take the reins of my life by force. But I didn't want to become a villain in the process. So every step of mine needed care and attention. And I had little time to get everything.
After the day B and I argued over L's letter, B found me in the kitchen. I was already preparing breakfast when he said to me:
- I wish I avoided yesterday's speech as much as possible.
- I don't understand, because you didn't confront me about it as soon as the letter arrived. What was your plan?
- I didn't make a plan ... I was just trying to get used to the idea that L was alive. And that you knew. And that you didn't tell me. And that you didn't tell me because you still like him.
- Don't you take into account the possibility that I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to lose your confidence as my husband? - I asked him.
- That was a possibility, yes. But if it were, you would have told me that yesterday B. You spent the night trying to find an excuse, and thought about it at some point. If you had thought about it all these years, you would already have a ready answer, and you wouldn't have to lie yesterday. Because of that excuse, you decided today to stop lying.
V and K entered the kitchen. V carried S, who looked very hungry. Or maybe she was just hungry for answers. S said:
- Thalia?
I was ashamed of that. And then I put a smile on my face and looked at my children.
- Good morning children! Breakfast is ready! V, did you manage to finish the helicopter project yesterday?
- It wasn't a helicopter, mom ... It was a rock picker ... The helicopter I completed last week.
The children went to the table and soon B joined them for breakfast. He was serious and thoughtful. But still, he talked to the children with all the affection he had left. I don't know if the kids noticed the tense atmosphere between us ... Maybe just S. She crawled away from the table and called me. I went to her. She asked to speak in my ears and said quietly again
- Thalia?
I grabbed her in my arms and hugged her tight. I couldn't lie to S. I gave her a kiss and returned it to V, without answering her.
- I need to go to the financial district today. I will leave early. I want to walk instead of using the trolley.
- Aren't you going to have some coffee, mom? You love coffee.
- Yes ... I love coffee since I was a teenager. But I'm more in the mood for Root beer float ...
Then, without another word, I left the house. This was going to be a very busy day.
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Capítulo 15 de Desventuras em série - anotações de Daniel Handler
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