This story is about two persons of medium age that are husbands

This story is about two persons of medium age that are husbands, but the lady has a big problem, she is forgetting the things and he can´t make anything for help her, but when they visit the doctor he told them that is the most that she can forget but it would not be like that. Also since they had their last son they start calling each other “mom” or “dad”.

But after that, she start forgetting more and more and she continuous remembering things that happen in the past, sometimes she get confused, she forget him, she shouted to him, ignored him, even woke him at dawn only to revive something that already happened.

She go away in every moment remember thinking why she was there? Who was him? Why she is with him? She doesn´t understand, but always his husband try to make her back and breathe deeply, he explains to her all the questions that I already said, he has a lot of patience.

Even with these problems he always be together her because he loves her in any way, almost if she forget him, he know it, but he would never forget her.

One day she start remember and dreaming that a guy ran to her, he was young and his husband but she is only look at the wall and when she turn back he was there answering “Hello, darling”.

She turns without move of her place and saw a lot of people surrounding her. She breathes in each face and it soothes her. Last is a face that feels familiar. Its shape is familiar its gritty texture as a cheek presses against her cheek. Familiar lips touch her forehead. She watches this face and realizes that while all information has been stripped away, emotion has remained. The face fills her with security, and she finds she has the strength to fall backward one last time. She is in the womb, surrounded by warm water. In the water, there is no need to breathe. So she stops. Her eyes slide closed.

She sees George in front of her. He is far away, but he has made the bend. She knows they won't be together for some time, but that is fine. His head is bent down and he has begun the climb up the long hill.

My End:

…She turns and started walked into a bright tunnel that looks eternal, but it isn´t. When she crosses, she saw something common for her it was a garden with a huge house in the middle, she started path to it, and in the way there was many beautiful flowers with a sweet perfume that impeded anyone.

When she get to the end of the road, she entered the house started remember when she was an infant that can ran from a place to other. But she listened something that came from the other room. And when she walked to saw where does the sound comes, she saw an old woman that was sit on a wheel chair looking out the window; she looks like she been waiting for something.

She get close to know who was this estrange woman, but suddenly a deafening shot pierced the silence, was the woman on the chair she put an end to his life, the lady;

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