Treasure Island

Paola Degli Esposti

(22/03/1962 / Bologna)

Who's There?


Luke and Mathilde are walking along the path made of stone that leads to the main door of Luke's house. The sky is not black, there is the white expanding at the horizon, it is the dawn.
Side by side they are proceeding in the quiet walk when Luke notices something
unusual in the distance.
He stops and stops Mathilde taking her by hand.
She asks him: ' Why? '
Luke makes her the sign to talk at a low voice as he has just seen that the bench situated in front
of the house is not empty and now Mathilde has seen this, too.
' Uh who sits there, maybe a thief? '
Luke looks at her with a disapproval glaze and answers: Mathilde, you are surprising me indeed!
A thief that sleeps! Mathilde come on! '
Mathilde keeps the silence and waits for Luke's decision.
' Maybe a vagabond, he can be arrived drunk and has leaned upon the bench, i think he is
sleeping, let's come nearer! '
' Uh but it could be dangerous! ' Let's call the police! '
Luke makes her the sign to stop shouting, now that they are coming nearer the bench, he has a
strange feeling inside and if the blonde of the hairs wasn't so unusually brighting he would be
sure 100% to recognize who sits sleeping deeply on the bench.
Mathilde is going to scream, but Luke holds stronger her hand, then she whispers after having
perfectly recognized the shape of the person in front of them
' She is Carol! '
' Yes she is! ' Luke confirms and stops in front of her.
Carol is sleeping deeply, she is not lying on the bench, probably she didn't think to fall into a sleep.
Mathilde laughs now: ' She sleeps like a horse! '
And the voice of Luke comes out loud ' Carol! '
Mathilde whispers: ' uh Luke...in this mood..'
Carol opens her eyes suddenly and the blood running in her veins freezed for a second, but
as she realizes that Luke is in front of her, she smiles and says:
uh i ve slept, i am sorry.'

Submitted: Monday, August 05, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 05, 2013

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An excerpt of a story about a young entrepreneur and generous boy in a futuristic society. It is product of imagination

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