You can’t tell where he comes from by the way he talks. His skin is a golden colour. He has black, almond-shaped eyes and would have black hair if he didn’t shave his head. He has a scar running across his left cheekbone, a deep gouge. Miss Dunn said he used to live in Los Angeles and worked in the film industry. So what’s he doing in Sydney, mucking out boxes for rich people who can’t be arsed looking after their own horses? I don’t even know how or why Miss Dunn knows him. To ask Reynaldo where he comes from or how he got his scar or why he’s doing menial work or how Miss Dunn knows him would be rude, but that’s not why I don’t ask. Reynaldo is a quiet person. To ask him these questions would be breaking the quiet. Breaking the quiet is an idea I thought up. I only think that idea around Reynaldo. Most people are full of pointless noise. Even if they’re not noisy, it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing to ask them something. But with Reynaldo, you just know that if it’s not about horses, you shouldn’t ask him.
