Manuel is my neighbor 5 º C. It is a peculiar kind. Sometimes, low to me for salt to season vegetables in wok cooking. He is a vegetarian. And I'm his favorite neighbor. You may ask how I know. Now, Manuel is claustrophobic. He has never set foot in the elevator of the block, so dim the four floors that separate us and comes back up, with my gift salty. I would not if I were not his favorite. Would simply knock on the door of Doña Julia, the widow of 5 º B, or of the Fernandez family of 5 º A, not to mention lower floors IMMEDIATELY.
Manuel is pretty clueless. In a couple of times, has come to require me overloaded with salt with the salt shaker in hand. I said nothing then, to leave no evidence and the poor. It is also very shy. Their tours are very funny and salt. Hover his blue eyes over his gafijas and in an almost inaudible making the request.
few days ago have not seen him. The gossip of 2 º A says that she has kept her home two weeks. Apparently, a month ago, when Manuel was in full jog in the park, send your exercise routine as Sunday best, came across a woman he was hooked. This Manuel, if a lovesick ... But, because of their lack of courage, he dared not ask his name, much less whether he would go to the movies, a coffee or dance a twist. The only thing that made my dear neighbor was going to run at the same park on Sunday next, hoping to find it. As in the first round did not happen walked four. In the latest of which, rather than run, he gave in to inertia and little wind was blowing. Finally, the landscape began to blur and fainted. When she regained consciousness, aching and exhausted, consumed his last strength to yell:
- LOVE IS HARMFUL!
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