An inconclusive encounter (Cuentonano)

Colette was a young woman in her 20s, with black hair and a face full of freckles.

She always had a smile on her face and was a fanatic of classical literature, which is why there was empathy between them from the very beginning.

He met her at a book fair in a faraway city, and it took a lot of work for her to get her phone number so she could be in touch when she returned to the city.

In one week they shared only half a dozen coffees and some croissants in the cafeteria that was located in the fair complex.

She was studying literature and from there derived her love of books.

She liked the French classics and the existential literature of Camus and Sartre, but also the feminist of Simone de Beauvoir, Virginia Wolf and her homonym Colette.

He once told her laughing that she was the reincarnation of this woman.

He fell in love with the energy that she gave off and said goodbye to her by giving her some books, including a collection of poems by her authorship and promising her that she would return to the city in a new fair that was going to be held at the University where she was studying, six months later.

Time flew by and the hard work of touring several cities in such events, at times made her forget her cheerful temperament.

However, one or another text message on his cell phone kept him informed of snippets of his life.

She was hitting herself, as she told her, with Victor Hugo's "Los Miserables" and that had her in a certain way of a bad temper.

No one had ever impacted her life in this way before and he thought without a doubt that even if he denied it, he was in love with the girl.

That's why when it came time to return to that city his heart was transformed into a runaway greyhound trying to catch a hare.

But the days passed and she didn't show up.

He began to feel disillusioned and secretly he hoped that she would be immersed in some classic author, as he already had a month that he did not write.

One day before the event ended, a young woman arrived at her stand, who once accompanied her last time.

He took courage and asked her.

-Are you a friend of Colette's?

She looked at him in surprise.

-Did you know her?

That verb used in the past alerted him to something unpleasant.

-Yes.

-Today, a month has passed since her jealous boyfriend murdered her.

He was petrified, mute and had to go to the cafeteria, where he shakily drank a dozen cups of coffee, and then went to the bathroom to cry.

His encounter was unfinished.