This is just meant as an explanation, nothing more.From as far back as I can remember, it all started with a young lady that was "put in charge" of me... when I "first attended" my school. She was in her teens. We'll just call her Susan, even though I can't recall her real name, but, I believe it began with an "S". She was a little chubby, but, overall very nice looking and sweet. It's funny, but, sometimes it takes a long time to recall things that have been tucked away only to come back decades. Emmanuel went back and started to undress, but something stopped him.Like a shadow at the window, something that should not be there.He jumped, turned, and with its huge consternation saw.Was she right: Jessica.She was sitting on the sill of the window that until then he believedclosed with barred shutters. Those damn shutters, too silent, he had notrealized that she had moved. The girl had to have some skill as a thief.She staring at him with that sly smile with which he had looked when hehad. He wondered if the plague had killed the entire region. He had been back on the path towards his destination for another full day before he came across a farm that was alive and well. He stopped and asked if he could refill his water barrel. The farmer was willing to allow him to do so. He told the man, Webber, what had happened back along the road.“Yeah, we heard too. Nasty thing, filled the lungs until you drowned according to the one healer that made it out alive. Happened fast too, fine one. I only want to be with you. I'm crying now. How could he want to share me with someone else. But both bodies remain pressed against me, petting and kissing on me, trying to calm me down. Antonio is kissing my tears away as they are falling, begging me to stop crying so he can explain. Saying he loves me and this can be a good thing if I let it happen. I start hiccup crying and finally calm down enough to listen to what Antonio has to say. He tells me that the man behind me is his brother.