Undelivered Speeches
Jonas
Third Generation
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At that time of the season, the sun managed to sneak between the two buildings down the road, hitting Jonas on the eyelids like a naughty alarm clock with the unwanted consequence of bringing him back to reality. He was not lying in his bed where he would wish. He did not hold the slippers to crawl slowly to the bathroom. His wife was not there to wish him a good day; she was in another bed, smiling at another man with whom she had been living for some time.
It had happened so fast that he could not put in sequence the events of a normal life until that moment, without particular shocks.
Born into a wealthy family, he graduated with honors. When his parents died, he had taken over the family business and slowly led it to the top of its field. People looked at him with envy, as an example to be imitated.
Perhaps if he had thought carefully, showing the same shrewd skill used in the work, he would have acted accordingly. But he trusted his wife, there was no reason why he should not follow her advice when she came every morning for a new signature to be affixed, without understanding how such suggestions could not come from her mind but from that of an expert tax lawyer, with whom she already entertained herself in the free moments.
When his wife, with tears in her eyes, confessed to him that she had fallen in love with another person and for this reason would leave the house, he had not considered that her intention included taking away all of his possessions. At the end of a dispute without any chance of victory, he found himself kicked out of office, homeless and with his current accounts emptied.
For a few days he was forced to sleep inside the car until a court official with an injunction, imposed him to leave free also the car. Jonas found himself sitting on a bench, deprived of all possessions.
That day the ex-wife came sitting next to him.
“Don’t worry!” She whispered to him. “I’m sure you’ll recover soon. You’ll be back to the old, prosperous situation. Try to understand me, I need to guarantee my standard of living. My new partner does not want a woman without resources.”
Jonas was incredulous as she walked away with a sad face, as if misfortune had fallen upon her.
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