Up the tombs of other worlds are born
but I do not know that flowers in the hair of other loves flowers that I did not die
( According Intermezzo in All we died barely - Fabrizio De Andrè, 1968 )
The Scream Allison. Dawn is there, inside the cradle. Supine. With his mouth open, almost smiling. White shirt and diaper. Small, lying between the folds of a blanket turquoise, blue, sea green. Dunno, not that much interest. And a stuffed pink elephant to her feet.
"These are all problems that you should not even think when you have a healthy and honest drug" , said Renton.
In fact they were all together, stretched on the floor in the other room, he and Spud, the "mother superior" and Tommy. Employed to do. Nobody had noticed that Dawn had died, possibly of starvation, we can not know. Including Sick Boy, for the first time conscious of being a father. He had left there, alone among all the others, who now knew that her daughter .
do not know why, but I thought this scene by reading a three year old child who does not see his mother before he found the bathroom floor. Dead. Probably for the fall after fainting due to diabetes. So yes, we could make a nice surprise to mom when she wakes up. The neighbor found him there, on the ground too, peaceful. He had brought the game back, on the bathroom floor. Scattered in order as only children can. And who knows what happens when you realize that if there is life there is even the opposite, when you mix - without necessarily making sense - all words that identify the seasons of life: birth, childhood, puberty, pre-adolescence, adolescence, adulthood. And then adults. Then again old.
So in retrospect, he is right to say that Dad has always been young when their parents are still there, a tuck. And remember the handkerchief.
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