8. THE FIRST OF FREEDOM
They gave during the journey each one to their own anguished thoughts. Nina was contemplating the landscape that only three days ago had traveled it with her mother in the opposite direction and wondered why she was traveling on that bus running from her mother when she wished she had no reason to repudiate her and maintain a loving relationship with her. Was that the adult world? Would such sexual practices between adults be normal, and she ignored it? She didn't have the answer, and she didn't think Nano did, either, because he was as innocent as she was.
As the bus pulled away from the shoreline and into the greenhouse area, the midday sun reflected off the immersed plastic surfaces, Nina had the feeling that she had left behind a magical world, of nights enchanted by the beauty of the moon reflecting on a sea curled by the breeze, and during the day the feeling of having the sun's rays buried in the golden sands of the beach, and feeling them in bare feet during pleasant walks. Everything was pleasant in that small world; everything was invited to live intensely, feeling nothing annoying or unpleasant. The sea was like a balm for their aching spirits, the beach home for weary bodies, and even the cliffs suggested protection and charm. It was a pity that she could not spend a pleasant vacation with a mother with nothing to reproach, as innocent as she was, because Nina needed to surround herself with beautiful and kind things. For that reason, she could compose her first songs; Because they were floating in that landscape, he just had to feel it and write it on a sheet of lined paper.
When they reached the bus terminal station, plans to find Nano's friends caught their attention, and she begins to be aware of the situation. It was as if they had landed in a strange country, where they had to think about how to survive in a world that they had not yet had time to know.
From then on, she would have to learn to survive without the help of anyone except Nano, who seemed as concerned and confused as she was. Her mother would have already returned to the apartment and read her note. What would be her reaction? They were not far enough away to feel safe. Would she have gone to the police? To denounce her, she would also have to come to the provincial capital. Maybe she was already on her way. She would arrive much sooner than with the bus's slow-mo with her lover's pavement, and maybe she was there, or he was already there. So she urged Nano to get out of that city as soon as possible.
“Not sure where your friends are?” Nina asked, anguished by the possibility of meeting her mother in that crowded place. “Let's go anywhere, but let's get out of here. My mother could appear.”
They had barely embarked on the adventure of their flight and already felt at large and guilty of some crime that they could not imagine having committed. Was separating from an immoral mother a crime? Was running away from the corrupted adult world also a crime? Was living according to my conscience without losing innocence a crime that should deserve punishment? Nina did not have the answers, nor did she feel able to judge her behavior. In those distressing moments, all she wanted was to find a safe place where her mother could not find her.
“I'm not sure if my friends will still be in the same town where they performed last year, but there is a night bus that will take us there,” Nano commented, unable to hide the same concern. “Let's hope that luck is with us, and your mother doesn't think to come to this terminal when the bus leaves.”
As the bus pulled away from the shoreline and into the greenhouse area, the midday sun reflected off the immersed plastic surfaces, Nina had the feeling that she had left behind a magical world, of nights enchanted by the beauty of the moon reflecting on a sea curled by the breeze, and during the day the feeling of having the sun's rays buried in the golden sands of the beach, and feeling them in bare feet during pleasant walks. Everything was pleasant in that small world; everything was invited to live intensely, feeling nothing annoying or unpleasant. The sea was like a balm for their aching spirits, the beach home for weary bodies, and even the cliffs suggested protection and charm. It was a pity that she could not spend a pleasant vacation with a mother with nothing to reproach, as innocent as she was, because Nina needed to surround herself with beautiful and kind things. For that reason, she could compose her first songs; Because they were floating in that landscape, he just had to feel it and write it on a sheet of lined paper.
When they reached the bus terminal station, plans to find Nano's friends caught their attention, and she begins to be aware of the situation. It was as if they had landed in a strange country, where they had to think about how to survive in a world that they had not yet had time to know.
From then on, she would have to learn to survive without the help of anyone except Nano, who seemed as concerned and confused as she was. Her mother would have already returned to the apartment and read her note. What would be her reaction? They were not far enough away to feel safe. Would she have gone to the police? To denounce her, she would also have to come to the provincial capital. Maybe she was already on her way. She would arrive much sooner than with the bus's slow-mo with her lover's pavement, and maybe she was there, or he was already there. So she urged Nano to get out of that city as soon as possible.
“Not sure where your friends are?” Nina asked, anguished by the possibility of meeting her mother in that crowded place. “Let's go anywhere, but let's get out of here. My mother could appear.”
They had barely embarked on the adventure of their flight and already felt at large and guilty of some crime that they could not imagine having committed. Was separating from an immoral mother a crime? Was running away from the corrupted adult world also a crime? Was living according to my conscience without losing innocence a crime that should deserve punishment? Nina did not have the answers, nor did she feel able to judge her behavior. In those distressing moments, all she wanted was to find a safe place where her mother could not find her.
“I'm not sure if my friends will still be in the same town where they performed last year, but there is a night bus that will take us there,” Nano commented, unable to hide the same concern. “Let's hope that luck is with us, and your mother doesn't think to come to this terminal when the bus leaves.”
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