Scars. Juan José Saer

the judge was in a meeting. I told him to say that the La Región reporter was here and ask when the inquest we’d talked about would be. The secretary came back immediately.

      —The judge says tomorrow at four, because he has to interview the witnesses first, he said.

      So I went back to the paper. I typed out the courthouse report that Ramírez had given me on transparent paper, submitted the headline for the weather report—No Change in Sight—and then went to lunch. I didn’t see any sign of Tomatis in the office, but when I went to the administration to pick up my check, they told me that Tomatis had been in that morning to pick up his check and then had gone off who knows where. When I got back, Tomatis was opening correspondence addressed to the “Director of the Literary Page.”

      —Regrettably, everyone in the world has feelings, he said. Because of this, everyone makes literature.