The Days of the Rainbow

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ON WEDNESDAY, they arrested Professor Santos.

Nothing unusual these days. Except that professor Santos is my father.

Our first class on Wednesdays is philosophy, followed by gym class and then algebra for two periods.

We normally go to school together. He makes coffee and I make fried eggs and put the bread in the toaster. Dad likes his coffee strong with no sugar. I have mine with a lot of milk, and even though I don’t use sugar either, I stir it as if I do.

This month the weather is bad. It’s cold and it drizzles, and people cover their noses with their scarves. Dad has a light-colored raincoat, beige, like the ones detectives wear in the movies.

I put my black leather jacket on top of my uniform. The raindrops slide down over it, and I don’t get wet. The school is only five blocks away. As soon as we get out of the elevator, Dad lights his first cigarette and smokes it slowly until we get right to the school door.

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