She was abstracted, almost unfriendly. As soon as we reached Mexico City, she left me. She got out of the car by the Caballito and walked away, slim and straight, through the clear sunlight toward the Arch of the Revolution. That night Iris telephoned and told me that Martin had moved into the apartment of a friend who was out of town. She had taken a room at the Guardiola. At least they had enough sense for that. After the phone call, all three of them slipped out of my life as suddenly and completely as Jake and Sally Haven. I read in the paper that Martin and Marietta had attended Sally’s funeral in Taxco. It was a small, uninterested paragraph. That was all. If my memory of Jake had not been so vivid, I could have pretended that the whole Sally episode was over. I expected Marietta to call, but she didn’t. Something, pride maybe, kept me from calling her. Then after a couple of days of loneliness I telephoned her number to be told that she didn’t live there any more.
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