Remembrance

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Marcos Manjarrez Davis, the sacristan who stabbed 14 times to Monsignor Jorge Altafulla, returned to the scene of the crime, where shook hands with me. They had only spent two hours since he had bathed in blood. He reido.Came out of the shadows that covered the side street of the Church of Guadalupe, in the bustling street 50 of Panama, and followed the steps of the father Jose Araya, another parish priest, who came somewhat agitated and dressed in severe black. Araya entered the group where they were, in addition to the author of this note, the cures Alejandro Gouldborne and Irenio Quintero.Manjarrez waited for it to finish the hugs between men’s cassock, and joined the conversation and greetings. It was then when gave me the hand.

He did not look at me, because his eyes were perched in the Gouldborne father, with whom she began to discuss pastoral work and the little commitment of some priests who do not accompany their membership.I remember two aspects of the man who I saw that night: serenity, and piping tone, we could even say that angelic voice.It was not a scared person, although it maintained arms crossed over the chest, and occasionally played the Chin with his right hand. The gesture could be interpreted as a sign of nervousness, but it would be just that, an interpretation. As well as it would be to say that it looked like a cold man.But I risk and say this: Marcos Manjarrez was an iceberg. He spoke long and tended on diverse topics, Placido, unshakable, seemingly oblivious to the tragedy that had occurred there inside, where two hours before a man with a piping voice grabbed a kitchen knife and Tagus balance an old debt with a Monsignor.After a while I went and left him speaking of priests who assemble everyone on the boat and stay fresh on the shore. I looked back and turned to see his face: he was smiling.Two days later, shortly before midnight, the people of the night newscast warned that they had arrested the murderer of the cure. It was Marcos, and they were handcuffed. He was still smiling.

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