The story that cannot be told
There are stories that simply cannot be told. Any version won't do them justice. More details, fewer details: irrelevant. The simplified version, an elaborate one: irrelevant. If I had to tell this story I have in mind to an audience, they would certainly tell me I am crazy and I would probably agree with them. Some stories make no sense. There are no plausible answers. These stories have no beginning and no end. They just exist as if they were part of something that transcends the version of the story we tell ourselves, which we might think is the true version. In this story, there are two couples living far away from each other. One couple lived in South America. They got married in 1972. She was ten years older than him. An odd couple if you ask me. The other couple lived in North America. I don't have many details on this couple, I just know it was a somewhat turbulent relationship, just like the one in South America. The South American couple had two kids, one in 1974 a