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El Gran Gatsby
Capítulo 9, Página 28
I
shook
hands
with
him.
It
felt
silly
not
to.
He
seemed
like
a
child.
Then
he
went
into
the
jewelry
store.
Maybe
he
bought
a
pearl
necklace
or
cuff
buttons.
I
was
done
with
my
old
worries.
Gatsby’s
house
was
still
empty
when
I
left.
The
grass
was
long.
A
taxi
driver
in
the
village
always
stopped
at
the
gate.
He
pointed
inside.
Maybe
he
drove
Daisy
and
Gatsby
to
East
Egg
the
night
of
the
accident.
Maybe
he
had
his
own
story.
I
did
not
want
to
hear
it.
I
avoided
him
when
I
got
off
the
train.
I
spent
Saturday
nights
in
New
York.
I
remembered
his
shining
parties.
I
could
still
hear
the
music
and
laughter.
Cars
went
up
and
down
his
drive.
One
night
I
heard
a
car
and
saw
its
lights
at
his
front
steps.
I
did
not
check.
Maybe
it
was
a
last
guest
who
did
not
know
the
party
was
over.
On
the
last
night,
my
trunk
was
packed.
I
sold
my
car
to
the
grocer.
I
went
to
see
the
big
house
again.
On
the
white
steps,
a
bad
word
was
written
with
a
brick.
I
erased
it
with
my
shoe.
Then
I
walked
to
the
beach.
I
lay
on
the
sand.
Most
big
houses
were
closed
now.
There
were
few
lights.
A
ferryboat
moved
across
the
water.
The
moon
rose
higher.
The
houses
seemed
to
melt
away.
I
saw
the
old
island.
It
was
green
long
ago.
Dutch
sailors
saw
it
first.
The
trees
were
gone.
They
made
room
for
Gatsby’s
house.
For
a
moment,
people
dreamed
of
this
new
world.
I
sat
there
thinking
about
the
old
world.
I
thought
of
Gatsby.
He
saw
the
green
light
at
Daisy’s
dock.
He
came
far
to
this
blue
lawn.
His
dream
was
close.
He
could
almost
reach
it.
He
did
not
know
it
was
already
gone.
It
was
behind
him,
far
away
in
the
dark.
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