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She kept her promise and two
hours after leaving the restaurant,
Susan was calling Walter and was
sweetly talking about the wonder-
ful time they spent together.
When she hung up, he was too
anxious to be able to sleep on his
own, and sleeping pills guaran-
teed his rest again.
Three more days had to go by be-
fore the new secretary understood
that, if it was true that something
had happened between them
that night, it was only the result
of a meeting without any signifi-
cance. That is why the event had
to remain as a good memory and
nothing else.
Once again, sleeping pills were
essential for him to sleep during
those three days. The idea that the
insane girl might appear at his
apartment, with her love delusions,
was starting to jeopardize his life,
plunging him into an almost para-
noid uneasiness.
When peace returned to Walter’s
life, the chance to get to sleep
naturally returned too. That night
he let himself be lulled by Mor-
pheus arms without even noticing
the passing of the hours. When
he woke up, he had a message in
the answering machine: it was the
building manager who informed
Walter he had received some
complaints of the other residents
of the building about annoying
noises coming from Walter’s apart-
ment that night. The manager also
informed him that if it happened
again, the police would be called
in order to find a solution to the
problem.
That was not the best way to start
the day. Besides, unless his snoring
would have been amplified by a
microphone and powerful loud-
speakers, there was no way that
those noises had been generated
in his apartment. Since he had
spare time because he was not
working, he decided to go to the
building Administration instead of
talking on the phone. It is always
better to talk face to face.
When he opened the door of
his apartment, he was about to
scream in fright. Where there
should be an empty space, there
was a wooden wall firmly fixed to
the frame on the outside.
Walter pushed the wooden board,
first with timidity, then harder, and
finally he hit the plank with his
shoulder and arm, just as he had
seen in the movies when people
needed to break down a door.
Obviously, what may work in
the Hollywood celluloid, did not
necessarily work in real life. After
several failed attempts and with
a terrible pain in his arm and
head, the bemused man chose the
simplest but also the most embar-
rassing solution to explain what
had happened: to call the build-
ing manager so that he solved the
confinement problem.
A crowbar with a steel nail had
to be used to detach not only the
wooden board but also the boards
that, by way of support, had been
nailed down crosswise into the
wood.
At least the question of the annoy-
ing noises was explained while
Walter was relieved of the respon-
sibility of having caused them
since it was impossible that he
could have blocked off his door on
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