Certainly, when Ariel Dorfman’s character confesses his haunted previous, insisting that he’s accountable for the martyrdom of Claudio Jimeno, Adrian assures him that he’s fallacious. It isn’t true that he died for you, Adrian says. Your pal would have died even in the event you hadn’t switched shifts with him. He needed to be at La Moneda, he was going there anyway, no matter your individual actions. They killed all of the advisers of the president. You could possibly not save him, simply as I, Adrian Avers, couldn’t save Allende, though I used to be near him – two meters away – when he died.
As I transcribed the phrases this character whispered to my fictional alter ego and avatar, as his fictional voice invaded my authorial voice, a parallel calm welled up inside me, just like the sweetest aid from too many a long time of malaise and ache. He was proper. Or somebody inside me (or the ghost of Claudio, of Allende, of the desaparecidos) was imparting the balm of this apparent fact that I had refused to simply accept or acknowledge, regardless that it was staring me within the eye all this time. Now, after a painstaking journey by way of the mirror of literary fiction and wishful pondering, this truth had a therapeutic impact on me.
I believed with aid as I completed writing the e book, “Properly, that is the tip,” not realizing that one other startling revelation awaited me.
Then, in 2022, Claudio’s son, Cristóbal Jimeno, and his spouse, the journalist Daniela Mohor, revealed a memoir, “La Búsqueda,” about their try to retrace Claudio’s ultimate days and execution.
It took me a while to learn their e book, however after I did I found, to my astonishment, that Claudio had not slept at La Moneda on the night time of September 10, as I had believed all alongside, however had left his personal home at daybreak on the eleventh. So he should have switched locations with another person with out telling me. In no way how I imagined his final night time on earth.
