He, or rather, his secretaries.“I don’t think I would need that many secretaries,” she remarked unrelated when she tore open the envelope. “I mean, I’d rather have my appointments in my own head.”Her mom just smiled a tired smile and sipped on her morning wine. “Ah, sweetie,” she said, “they’re certainly not necessary, but Teodoro likes to surround himself with pretty women.”Carolina nodded but only listened with half an ear, when she pulled out the short note from the envelope. It was a cheque. Not the usual birthday-voucher, but a real cheque, made out for a sum that made her head spin. “What...” she started stuttering. “That’s ... for me?”Her mom just shrugged again. “He probably thought, now that you’ve come of age, you need some seed money,” she remarked succinctly and emptied the wine glass.Only a few days later, Carolina stood in the animal shelter. She had cashed the cheque immediately and then went on a shopping spree. She could always use new clothes and had also gotten. Just luke-warm breezes of artificially remembered happiness. They were long gone feelings of being well... well... being... Then there was the voice.It was a throaty female voice. It seemed to use words, even sentences. But they were like a foreign language to him. Like when you can't know where one word ends and a new one begins.Yet, he knew their meaning. As he knew the meaning of what he saw. The words and the pictures seemed glued to his soul. Or even better: grafted on it. They were part of him, had always been.Hadn't they?He became aware of his body.It was perfectly immobile. He could make his muscles ripple, but he could not move an inch. Which was just as well, as he totally lacked any desire to move. He was... soaring. Was that the word? Soaring? Oh yes.He felt like an eagle.Deep rushes of anticipation ran through his body. The voice just dripped and dripped into his skull. It felt like warm, flowing honey. The lazy globs massaged his inner eyes. And his whole world.
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