Este historia fue inspirada con el tema: sonrisa malvada de mensaje diario de 5 minutos de #freewriters del dia miercoles 19 de enero.
This story was inspired by the theme: evil smile from #freewriters' daily 5-minute #freewriters message on Wednesday 19 January.
Secretos de familia
Su ama de llaves, ya le había contado que recibía regalos de su sobrina para que le dijera a dónde iba su tío, si tenía una novia o asistía a fiestas no permitidas para chicas.
La señora Blanca, su ama de llaves, con ese carácter impertérrito, le contestaba:
—No me incumben los asuntos de su tío.
—Pero tú debes saber muchos secretos, tienes unos cuántos años trabajando para mi tío.
—No lo recuerdo, solo se, que hace mucho tiempo de eso, mi padre sirvió a su familia y cuando él murió, yo continúe con su oficio. Su tío lo único que quiere es que usted haga la diferencia y por eso la envía a la universidad.
Mi sobrina estaba pendiente de mis llegadas, para evitar cualquier traspiés, a la hora de llegar, le decía a mi chofer que estacionara lo más cerca posible de la puerta, sabía que el ángulo visual se perdía desde la ventana de su habitación, yo entraba tranquilo y bien satisfecho de mis salidas nocturnas.
A la luz de las velas, la señora Blanca lo conducía al dormitorio, los dos sabían que, desde algún rincón, su sobrina los acechaba.
—¿Por qué usted, solo hace vida nocturna tío?
—No me gusta la luz del sol, tengo una piel muy delicada y es mejor evitarse esos inconvenientes, tu abuelo también lo tenía y tu madre murió pidiendo que cuidáramos de ti, eso es lo que hago.
—Pero tío, yo tengo que comer sola o con la servidumbre… por supuesto, con la señora Blanca, pero nunca contigo.
—Bueno, puede decirse que soy una persona excéntrica y noctámbula, hago todos los negocios a la luz de la luna.
Le acariciaba la cabellera a su sobrina y sonreía de manera enigmática.
—Por qué no me llevas a conocer de tus negocios? ¿soy la heredera, no te parece algo lógico o es que ocultas algo?
—Mis negocios, no son cosas de mujeres y cuando llegue mi final, te dejaré preparada para enfrentar el mundo.
—Ya estoy preparada tío, ella dejó ver una sonrisa maliciosa.
—Tengo que irme, mi querida sobrina, el deber llama. —Su rostro era inmutable.
—Nos vemos tío, volveré a comer sola.
Se acercó a la ventana, lo vio montarse en su limosina, la luna, lucía esplendorosa en su plenilunio.
—Bueno tío, hoy vamos a ver cuáles son tus negocios.
Abrazó su cuerpo y una sombra la envolvió, dando un chillido agudo salió volando por la ventana convertida en murciélago.
Family secrets
Mrs. Blanca had already told him that she received gifts from her niece to tell her where her uncle went, if he had a girlfriend or attended parties not allowed for girls.
Blanca, his housekeeper, with that unperturbed character, would reply:
—I am not concerned with your uncle's affairs.
—But you must know a lot of secrets, you've been working for my uncle for many years.
—I don't remember, I only know that it's a long time ago, my father served his family, and when he died, I carried on his trade. Your uncle just wants you to make a difference and that's why he sends you to college.
My niece was watching for my arrivals, to avoid any missteps, at the time of entering the mansion, I told my driver to park as close as possible to the door, I knew that the visual angle was lost from the window of her room, I entered calm and well satisfied with my night outings.
By candlelight, Mrs. Blanca led him to the bedroom, they both knew that, from some corner, their niece was stalking them.
—Why do you only go out at night, uncle?
—-I don't like sunlight, I have very delicate skin and it's better to avoid those inconveniences, your grandfather had it too and your mother died asking us to take care of you, that's what I do.
—But uncle, I have to eat alone or with the servants... of course, with Mrs. Blanca, but never with you.
—Well, you might say I'm an eccentric and a night owl, I do all my business by moonlight.
He stroked his niece's hair and smiled enigmatically.
—Why don't you take me to know about your business? I'm the heiress, doesn't it make sense to you, or are you hiding something?
—My business is not a woman's business, and when my end comes, I'll leave you ready to face the world.
—I'm ready, uncle. —She gave a malign smile.
—I must go, my dear niece, duty calls. —Her face was immutable.
—See you uncle, I'll eat alone again.
She went to the window, she saw him get into his limousine, the moon was splendid in its full moon.
—Well uncle, today we are going to see what your business is.
She hugged his body and a shadow enveloped her, giving a high-pitched screech she flew out of the window transformed into a bat.
Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)
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Interesante el cambio de narradores en este relato, ayuda a que la historia fluya con mucha claridad.
Ve este relato @franvenezuela.