Out for a walk with Kishy
- Gastón Lemark
- 2 days ago
- 15 min read
- Please!!! Mom!! We'll be careful!!
- Oh, daughter! You're too young to be walking around alone...
- But Aunt Jessi... Don't worry, we'll call you when we get to the campsite...
- No... And no... I'm sorry Tito... But I don't think it's safe for you to travel so long on a motorcycle, besides, you don't even have a license...
- But Auntie, you know I've been driving since I was 16...
- Tito... You've only been driving for a year...
- But a year is a long time, Mom!! Please, seriously! Besides, Sara is going with Juli and Emi... Their dad is going to take them...
- Even worse!! I don't trust that guy...
- But Auntie, I'll be there...
- Oh Tito, I'm sorry, I know you guys are like brothers to Kishy, but no... No way...
- But what if you come?
- Honey, you know I have to work, and besides, do you want the three of us to go on the motorcycle? Haha
- No, but with Sara's dad...
- no kishy...
It was impossible to change my mom's mind at that moment. Tito tried to speak again, but I gave him a discreet punch... After a while, I approached him...
- And?! Did she say yes??
- Hahaha, it's obvious you don't live with my mom...
"But then what?" my cousin asked, disheartened...
I saw her face; this whole idea for the trip was Sara's. She and Tito had a great connection... And she took the opportunity to invite me and my cousin...
Don't get discouraged... You'll see that somehow he'll give me permission...
- And are you sure Sara is going to go?
- Haha, obviously... She invited me... And told me to go with...
- with who?
- with someone you trust...
Did he tell you he wanted me to go?
- Hahaha, you wish...
- Oh Kishy, tell me!
- Oh Tito! Stop being so annoying! Can't you see I'm thinking?
- in what?
- on how to get my mom to give us permission...
- Ugh, it's tough... She doesn't trust anyone... I've been driving for a year now... I mean, I already know everything about motorcycles...
Tito's voice began to fade as he thought that there was one person my mom did trust...
- I know!
- that?!!
- Do you really want to go?
- So Sara will be there, of course... Although if she doesn't...
- Oh, don't be a jerk... Are you going to bring up the bug thing?
- Of course, because you're not allergic to bees...
- Not you either!! Hahaha, what a liar!! You're just afraid of bugs...
- W-well, I could be allergic, you know... You usually realize it after the second bite, and I've already been bitten once...
- Oh Tito... Even butterflies scare you... I don't know how you could impress Sara...
- So... Is this your plan? To insult me?
- Okay... Listen, there is someone my mom trusts... And who has always taken care of me...
- Oh no... The neighbor?
- Yeah!...
- But that gentleman is going to die if we go on an excursion!
- Hahaha, that gentleman has more stamina than all of us. Did I tell you he was a black beret?
- oh really?
- Yeah...
- So what? Do you think he could come with us?
I don't know... But I could ask him...
Is there no other option?
- Do you have any ideas?
- I don't know, I mean, you know your mom, but going with that gentleman... And how would we do that?
- Hmm, I'll think of something...
My plan was perfect! Although we still had to work out some details, Don Jorge was our best and only option... That night I fell asleep thinking about what I would say to convince him...
- Hello Mr. Jorge! How are you?
- Kishy! Hi! So early here? Did something happen to you? Or to your mom? Shouldn't you be at school?
- Can I come in?
- Yes... Come in...
It had been several months since I'd been to Don Jorge's house; the last time was during the holidays...
- Tell me... Do you want coffee?
- no, thanks...
- So... how can I help you?
- Oh, Mr. Jorge... I wanted to ask if you have anything planned for next Friday?
- Do a crossword puzzle, haha, no girl... You know I'm free and always available for you... Do you want to go to the pool again? There's a season I told myself...
- No... It's not that, it's just that I wanted to invite him...
- Invite?? To where?
My friends and I want to go on a trip, and one of my friends' dads is going with them, but I want to go with my cousin... But my mom doesn't trust him to take care of me...
- Your cousin with the motorcycle?
- Yes! That's the one!
The other day it scratched the wall where I park it...
- Oh... It's just that he's learning...
- And where do you want to go?
It's a river, a campsite in the woods isn't far away, and it's for the weekend...
- And your mom isn't going?
- He has to work... But he told me that if you came with me, I could go with my cousin...
I put on my best abandoned puppy face for Don Jorge... He looked at me and smiled...
Okay... If your mom wants me to go... I'd be happy to...
- Oh really?!!!
- Yes!! Of course! You know that we retirees have plenty of time, besides, I like the forest...
- Oh, Mr. Jorge! He's my hero!
I jumped up to hug my new hero. Don Jorge is so affectionate with me; he hugs me like a daughter, tight hugs full of love! I was so happy! Now I just had to convince my mom!
It took me another day to think about what to say to my mom...
Mom, you know what? Don Jorge offered to come with me... I think he knows Sara's dad...
- Don Jorge??
- Yes!! Isn't it a small world?
- Wait... You're saying Don Jorge is going on the trip you wanted to go on with Tito?
- Yeah, crazy, right? Hehe...
- Hmm...
- Mommy Porfi!! Can I go now?! Will Don Jorge be there!
- I don't know, Kishy... Let me talk to Don Jorge first...
- OK...
My mom took the house keys...
Where are you going?
- to talk to Don Jorge...
- now?
- clear...
