The lizard is lying comfortably in scrubland, soaking up the warmth of the day.
He feels the sun’s rays heating his body. Dreamy images begin to fill his head, they remind him of a time… yes, of a time back then. He doesn’t remember all of it, but enough. It was Buenos Aires in 1972. He was staying at a hotel with his wife and daughter. It was half holiday, half business. His company was considering an investment in real estate. The board, of which he was a member, had agreed to the proposed meeting and his time away in Argentina. Now, with business affairs done and having paid the obligatory visit to the presidential palace, he was relaxing. His wife and daughter were in the pool at the back of the hotel, and he was stretched out on a sun lounge.
Like now, he was allowing the heat of the day to permeate his entire body.
Yes, he remembers it well
He will sleep now.