We both are old. That seems to be the problem. You can't hear me, but I need to talk to you anyway. God knows that I looked after you the best I could. I asked for a second opinion today. They agreed on the diagnosis. They said it bluntly: This is the end. In an ultimate act of generosity you will become a donor, which will extend the lives of some of your kind. Reluctantly, I sign the documents with tearful eyes. “Hurry up, buddy! This won´t be the end of the world,” says the impatient owner of the scrapyard.
Miguel Ángel Calvo worked for an insurance company for nearly three decades. He is a retiree who dedicates part of his time to writing.