Mary Desty, a wonderful woman, was 16 years old. She used to be a happy lady, and the way she was called attention everywhere she used to go. Her parents, Louise and John, treated her like a "rare jewel", because the other sons had already got married, so Mary was considered the only daughter.
In spite of Desty's habitat, which was a calm place, Louise had always a bad premonition, but her husband, John, had never paid attention to that, also, he used to laugh. John and his family lived in a distant place, because he wanted to protect them from the urban's violence.
Although living in a distant place can be more protected, it's so far away...and when you need some help... you can pay for this security. Unfortunately, that was what happened with Desty's family...in addition to that, with Mary Desty.
It was a sunny day, the heat was really unbearable, so Mary decided to buy an ice-cream at a bakery next to her house. She told goodbye to her parents and Louise felt a deep pain in her heart, but she didn't know why. Poor Mary, she wouldn't come to the place, because at the same moment she had turned the last corner, she was hit by a bullet hurting her heart and destroying all her dreams.
Nobody knows who the killer was after nine years from this tragic fact, or better than that, nobody wants to be the informer. Fear, insecurity, these are the words that took place in that small village. Mary Desty changed the people's destiny, made them be more realistic, warning them that there are violence in every part of the world, and the only thing they have to do is pray a lot.
Her parents and brothers remain quiet and with a deep sadness waiting for justice and peace. I think that peace they will have someday, but justice...it's more complicated. Don't you agree?
Luciana
Narrative from my Postgraduate Course (2004)
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