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Tainted Odete - Rogério Sacchi de Frontin
Tainted Odete
Rogerio Sacchi de Frontin
Novel
C O P Y R I G H T
Edited by Rogério Sacchi de Frontin – Petrópolis/ Brazil
Tainted Odete is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
E-mail contact: werneckpress@globo.com
eBook copyright 2012 by Rogério Sacchi de Frontin
All rights reserved.
Cover: Rogério Ribeiro
Translation e proofreading: OneHourTranslation - The World's Leading Professional Translation Service
Distribution: XinXii - www.xinxii.com
For my mother Carol
and my father Paulo
Contents
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter I
They were three years of intense passion: from 1915 to 1918. It was in the final year of this period that the physician Miguel Pereira passed away, in the land that had become the embodiment of all meaning in his life, without having ever entertained the thought that the eternally grateful Vila da Estiva and parts of the surrounding area would, after 1920, take after his name. This man– who researched and fought against tropical diseases; who in his youth took up arms to fight for a Republican Brazil; who, in a fit of insanity, burned the original version of his Medical Clinic Treaty when he was stricken by an incurable disease– this man would become immortal. It is best that we stop there, as this is not a biography, but a necessary record of a viscerally mortal sentiment. Loving the earth more than man: this is the start of a war that ends only when we are finally transformed into rotting flesh to be consumed by worms, whose task it is to decompose the tissues that we, for a few short moments of our lives, dare to believe are eternal. For the air that we breathe safely and for which we are grateful, we will become vile-smelling gases; for the earth,we’ll do less harm by becoming nutrients.
On that basis, we must not be deceived by the idyllic and easy-going nature of these pauses: we sensitive souls understand that within lie the entrails that for centuries have digested history’s dark past, which is stored as excrement in the fountains, springs and lakes, entrenched in the furrows of the earth, and raised again on countless occasions. The Tinguá highlands have difficulty breathing, but they will not be mummified. Fresh air, at times icy, comes from the mountains’ large nostrils, and it lightens the burden carried by the almost naked coastal range.
The ranches of the Tinguá highlands and the whole Paraíba Valley have names: the Our Lady of Pity of the True Cross Ranch, Alegre, Palmeiras, Pau Grande– some remembered, others forgotten. However, in the 1840s, the region was so fresh, so clear that it became synonymous with the song of the blue-bellied parrot, with its striking green chest, seeking tender flowers from which to feed; the chirp of the brightly-coloured Aracari flying joyfully over the banana grove; the rustling water washing over rocks; the capybaras bathing in the river; and on dry land, the pebbles stuck in the teeth of a rake.
A drum beat opens the mournful song of tortured voices, swollen throats, gasping breaths – with wounds and blisters visible on the skin. The scabbed black feet tread the red earth, loosening it. They plant coffee– muddy feet, feet that meet the stones being washed, with sharp edges leaving small and painful cuts. It is the blood that feeds the richness of the cycle, which for some was just as beautiful as those fields of wild plants that are calming to the eye and that relax souls inclined towards leisure.
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The large church doors of carved wood open onto a marble porch. She hears the voice of her sweetheart: Leopoldo Gusmão de Castro. He laughs gently and kisses the mouth of Luana de Albuquerque Dacotta, a girl he met when he was seventeen. Armed with backpacks or suitcases, they climbed mountains, ascended hills, relaxed in cafés on Italian Boulevard, smoked hashish in the port of Amsterdam, and tucked into hamburgers on 55th Street. Love is an animal, but a playful animal: a gazelle, a deer, or small monkeys from condos in Rio de Janeiro that die of thirst at the edge of swimming pools, where blissfully happy young lovers bathe naked. There behind the wall, you can see through the window or peek through the bars– society is blessing this union. The priest, rejoicing, invokes the word of the Lord:
" Rise up, my loved one, my pretty little thing, and come. My dove, hidden in the folds of cliffs, sheltered from steep slopes, reveal your face, and let me hear your voice. Your voice is gentle and your face enchanting. My loved one is for me and I am for him. He tells me: stamp me like a seal on your heart, because love is as strong as death and passion as violent as the abyss. Your ardours are arrows of fire;they are the Lord’s flames. Torrential rains cannot extinguish love, and rivers cannot drown it."
The Church of St Francis of Paola is brimming with guests. Ladies of society show off Chanel hats; the younger generation, so full of themselves, wear bright socks and short skirts that barely cover a third of their thighs– they’re funk chicks without a favela. All are blessed, and the men in black and grey suits, briefs and flashy ties, looking jovial. And the girls’ knees. Did you see that mixed-race mulatto girl?