had just arrived from the long and interesting journey ever been proposed. He had arrived the day you return. For their final goodbyes.
As the taxi took him to the airport to home, Ernesto Expósito was thinking about the last year of his life.
for twelve months now, since his dear friend and physician, Dr. David Miralles had given his final diagnosis: There were only a few months of life. A year at most.
not affected her at first, but was impressed to see your doctor mourn and say that this was the worst thing that had happened in the years of practice: Missing the first patient since he had consultation and above all, to a friend children unable to do anything for him.
The first days were spent digesting the news and crying in secret. Did not want his family knew nothing, had to guts to heart and take your normal daily rhythm as possible.
Two weeks later, Ernest was in the hospital waiting room, bound for David to take some further analysis and some testing if I could find something better.
In the chair next to him was a beautiful girl who was busy reading a book: "The last pirate of the Mediterranean."
Upon seeing the cover, the boy could not help but smile, as he drew from his bag your copy of the book. She also saw him was his smile.
- Do you to like?
"I'm still at the beginning, but look good. I see you you have not even begun.
"Well ... you know, you think you'll bored waiting alone with strange people per company, and decide to take the first book to shield you find there. But if you do not mind I prefer to shield you in you.
- What?
"Excuse me, did not mean ... I ... reality.
The girl laughed openly embracing the belly, until a fit of coughing made cavern stop laughing. Ernesto approached apologetically.
"Easy ... quiet ... not your fault, if not this shitty disease. Sorry I scared, I was just laughing at your theory. I share with you: it is best to talk to someone who seems nice to be hiding from reality, no matter how good the book. I called Elisa.
-Ernesto. Are you okay?
-Si. Is just a reminder of my state. I have little to go to another neighborhood, and the cause is always on the lookout for reminding me that I have inside. But Hey! Which hold that for me ... I have yet to do.
- Go to vitality! But how can you be so cheerful?
Look: The difference between you and me is that in my case I know my expiration date. Up Day, the day down. That makes me take time to enjoy my life. A life so far consumed in hours lost in the office, at home dreaming of what I'd do or know. When you leave this slum, pillars for a taxi to take me to the train station. You know where I go?
- Al Everest?
"No, I'm going to cross Europe by train and then continue with the Orient Express, then continue with the Siberian and then ... if I have time I'll find a link to the train of clouds. I have always loved train travel. "But
and treatment, medication and testing ...
"When I took them hurt me, and when I drop and pick me. I will not surrender.
"But I sure do not get to take what ... good ...
"And that matters, if it while I'm happy or enjoying a wonderful thing.
"So you better die as a third class compartment in the middle of the Russian steppe, in your bed with yours.
"Mine want my happiness. And if so have had to lay off today instead of tomorrow, who cares. I told them everything they want and they would have told me. And I hope in six months to say goodbye. When ... I sleep in my house. That's my plan. Think, Ernesto, if you have little time enjoy. I have an idea: In three months I hope in the Hermitage to "La Madonna Litta" Da Vinci.
'll see I'm like a rose. But I'll just give the three to four.
"Excuse me, Miss Pereira. It is time for your test. If with me, please. "Remember
this, Ernesto. If you still have doubts, think that what is in the convent ... See you in St. Petersburg. Chao. Elisa
got up and went with the nurse. Leaving Ernesto immersed in a sea of \u200b\u200bdoubts and tribulations.
A week later, the suitcase Ernesto preparing to travel to the south-east Asia by bicycle. Remember
all his experiences of that trip was exhilarating, while the driver told him to change course to go to the beach. It was this, and meanwhile could evoke memories of St. Petersburg and Elisa.
There she was, before the picture was perfect and healthy-looking scary.
"Hey boy, I have encouraged you to give around here. How are you doing?
"You're amazing ... How can you be so?
"It's easy to put one foot and walk side by side ... Let Ernesto medicine most of your time. And if you want, follow me on mine.
And they did. So after about three months, when Elisa disappeared from the room in a flophouse lost in Shanghai. Only a rose and a note:
"It's time to sleep. I will say goodbye to my parents. Follow your journey to your expiration date, but before: Say goodbye to your family. If anything the other side, I see you in three months anywhere. I'll be between eternity and the infinite waiting. I love you. Until then, Ernesto. Elisa. "
The taxi stopped at the marina. Ando until the end of the port, there climbed the rocks of the breakwater and sat down. The last year was great, the best of his life. Elisa And the best companion you ever wanted. Why not go with her now?
are shoes and put on his shoes and socks folded on a rock, then took off his backpack and anchored to a projection so the wind does not throw into the water. Finally, he took off his belt and wrapped it over their shoes.
All ready, there was only jumping, but when his feet were to be promoted, he found an envelope was about to get out of the backpack he's whim breeze. We caught it about to fulfill his desire to break his head. On opening his eyes spoke for him, shedding tears of joy and anger at the same time.
"You're a cheat. You have not fired and you are not yet expired. When you're done you can come with me. But not so. "
Three years later, David Miralles auscultated his patient:
"And was your trip to South America. Did you get round Cape Horn under sail?
The boy shows his left ear where a gold ring shines with the light of the consultation.
"Of course you're talking to a" Hornier "high standing. Even after I go to play the sculpture.
"And you. What do you think?
"It was a miracle.
-Si. Ernesto leaves
consulting his friend and goes to the taxi stand.
- Where are we going?
-To enjoy the full expiration. FIN
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