With two successful albums in the span of only nine months, Simon soon found herself solidified as a famous and immensely popular singer/songwriter. In 1971, she received a Grammy Award for Best New Artist of the Year, and additionally one nomination in the “Best Pop Female Vocalist” category.
Carly Simon – “You’re So Vain”
In November of 1972, Carly Simon released her third album, and it was intended to be her big commercial breakthrough. No Secrets spent five weeks at No. 1 on the US Billboard 200 chart and quickly achieved gold status.
It was a great album that spread all over the world, spending weeks and weeks on the top of the charts in countries like Norway, Australia and Canada. But it was one song in particular – the third on the album – that would change her life forever.
You’re So Vain was the song that most people reference when talking of Carly Simon. It was a smash-hit right away, and throughout the years, it’s grown even bigger and bigger.
The song is currently ranked at No. 92 on Billboard‘s Greatest Songs of All-Time list. In 2014, it was voted as number as no 216 when Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) asked the question of the best songs of the century. That same year, it was crowned as the ultimate song of the 1970’s by the UK Official Charts Company.
The album was recorded at the famous Trident Studios in London, England, where bands like The Beatles recorded The White Album and David Bowie made Space Oddity.
You’re So Vain – recording
You’re So Vain also held plenty of secrets when it was released, and for many years it was the subject of one of rock ‘n’ roll’s biggest mysteries. But we’ll get to that soon.
Firstly, Rolling Stones frontman Mick Jagger is uncredited on the song, even though he sings on the chorus.
At the time of the recording, several other famous artists were at the Trident Studios, and the likes of Paul McCartney, Linda McCartney, legendary record producer George Martin, and Harry Nilsson watched her record. Actually, McCartney himself pitched in to guest star with background vocals.
And then there was Mick Jagger. Carly Simon wrote in her memoir that he actually invited himself to the recording. Jagger had pursued her in London and called Trident Studios once he understood she was there.
“It was shortly after midnight. Mick and I, we were close together – the same height, same coloring, same lips,” Simon writes.
“I felt as if I was trying to stay within a pink gravity that was starting to loosen its silky grip on me. I was thrilled by the proximity, remembering all the times I had spent imitating him in front of my closet mirror.”
As mentioned, You’re So Vain was a rock ‘n’ roll mystery. It’s always fun to know the background story of a song, wether its about a certain event, a person, or if that one line is a reference for something special.
You’re So Vain – who is it about?
In Carly Simon’s case, no one knew who You’re So Vain was about.
Some guessed – and had conspiracy theories – that the song was about Mick Jagger. Sure, there was a pretty clear connection between the two, especially since he actually sang on the record.
But no, it turns out the rumours were wrong. The truth is that You’re So Vain – at least the second verse – is about one-time Hollywood lothario Warren Beatty, whom she dated briefly in the early 1970’s.
“You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive.
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair.
And that you would never leave.
But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me.
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee.
Clouds in my coffee”.
In her memoir, Carly revealed that the song was also about two other people, but she won’t reveal who they were.
“I don’t think so,” she told People. “At least until they know it’s about them.”
“Probably, if we were sitting over at dinner and I said: ‘remember that time you walked into the party and…’ I don’t know if I’ll do it. I never thought I would admit that it was more than one person.”
Simon dated Warren Beatty for a short while in the ’70s, and described him as a “glorious specimen” who put all other men “to shame, if looks and charm were what you were after.”
Carly Simon – James Taylor
So what about Carly Simon’s love life besides Warren? Well, she’s been married once, to singer/songwriter James Taylor.
They had met briefly as children, and then again in her dressing room in 1971. She described the latter meeting in her book. Taylor was there together with his then-girlfriend Joni Mitchell.
“He was barefoot, long-legged, long-footed – and is knees were bent,” she wrote in her memoir.
”He wore dark red, loose, wide-wale corduroys and a long-sleeved Henley with one button open, his right hand clutching a self-rule cigarette. His hair, simultaneously shiny and disheveled, fell evenly on both sides of his head, and he wore a scruffy, understated mustache, the kind so fashionable back in the yearly 1970s. He seemed both kempt and unkempt. Even sprawled out on the floor, everything about him communicated that he was, in fact, the center of something – the core of an apple, the center of a note.”
Carly Simon and James Taylor started dating later the same year and tied the knot in November of 1972. 11 years later, the couple divorced, but it wasn’t just because they didn’t have the same love for each other anymore.
Carly Simon – children
Simon explained that it mostly had to do with drugs. They had two children, now grown up and working in the music business. Daughter Sally Taylor is 46 years old and Ben Taylor’s 43.
Her memoir Boys in the Trees pretty much ends with her marriage to James Taylor. Her son hasn’t read the book. But her daughter has.
“I think he would feel more conflicted than Sally did,” Simon told ABC in 2016. “I had told her almost everything, but when she read it all together, she was just so amazed. She said, ‘I’m so proud of you for being able to tell it like it is for you.’”
Carly Simon was later engaged to musician Russ Kunkel in 1985. She married writer James Hart in December 1987, but the couple divorced in 2007.
Carly Simon, now 75 years of age, continued making music for many years to come. And, as a by-product, continued to win several awards for her trophy cabinet.
Her 1977 worldwide hit Nobody Does It Better was the theme song of the Bond movie The Spy Who Loved Me. It’s considered by many to be one of the greatest Bond anthems of all time.
Hall of Fame entry
In 1988, she released the song Let The River Run, first featured in the 1988 movie Working Girl. With the song, she became the first singer ever to win three major awards for a single track: an Academy Award, a Grammy and a Golden Globe.
Six years later, in 1994, Carly was inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Carly Simon lived a happy life during the 1960s and 1970s. She sure is a legendary singer with a legacy that will live on forever.
Thank you for all the wonderful music, Carly, and we hope to hear more in the future.
Please, share this story with friends and family!
When Carly Simon wrote the song You’re So Vain, her career changed forever, and yet the song remains one of rock ‘n’ roll’s biggest mysteries. Who is the person Simon is singing about?
Well, Carly herself has revealed who the classic song is about.
The 1970’s sure was a time for great music. During the 1960’s, bands like The Beatles had conquered the world, and now it was time for the likes of Bob Dylan and others to take over.
Carly Simon – singer/songwriter
One of those who did just that was Carly Simon. The wonderful singer/songwriter became one of the most popular artists when her career began to grow in the early 1970’s.
We’ve all heard You’re so Vain and various other classics from the New Yorker. But what about her life? And who was You’re so Vain actually about? This is the story of the wonderful Carly Simon.
Carly Simon was born on June 25, 1945, in New York City, the youngest daughter of an upper-class New York family. Her father Richard Simon was the co-founder of the Simon & Schuster publishing company.
Carly Simon – childhood
Now, Carly’s childhood wasn’t exactly perfect. As a third daughter, she often felt inadequate. Did her parents really want her?
“After two daughters he’d been counting on a son, a male successor to be named Carl. When I was born, he and Mommy simply added a y to the word, like an accusing chromosome: Carly,” she said.
When she was just 7 or 8 years old, Carly experienced a string of disturbing sexual encounters with a teenage boy.
“I didn’t realize that I was being used,” she said in an interview with USA Today. “I thought of myself as being in love with him. I’m sure a lot of girls go through the same thing.”
As a young girl, Carly got to see what the music industry was all about. But it would be some time before she would become the sensation she was.
Simon split her time between her family’s townhouse in Greenwich Village, New York and a wonderful estate in Stamford, Connecticut. The estate in Stamford saw the young girl surrounded by celebrities like Albert Einstein and Eleanor Roosevelt.
The Simon family were also good friends of legendary baseball player Jackie Robinson, who soon would take Carly under his wing. Jackie Robinson and his family lived in the Stamford house while their own home was under construction.
Befriended Jackie Robinson
She got to sit in the dugout at the old Ebbets Field in Brooklyn – home of the then-Brooklyn Dodgers. Soon, she became the unofficial mascot of the team.
“Jackie even taught me how to bat lefty, though it never took”, Simon wrote in her memoir Boys in the Trees (2015).
“He always had the cutest look around the side of his mouth, as if he were thinking about what he was about to say before he said it.”
However, the family would go through a tragedy. Simon’s father was strong-armed out of his own company, and died in 1960, just before his daughter’s 16th birthday.
For her part, Carly showed an early interest in music. She started singing together with brother Joey – who later became a successful writer, writing the music for the Broadway show The Secret Garden – but later, it was her and her sister who would go on to pursue a career in the business.
As Carly wrote on her website, she and sister Lucy taught themselves three chords on the guitar and hitch-hiked up to Provincetown, MA in the summer of 1964.
The Simon Sisters – as they called themselves – sang at a local bar called The Moors, with a repertoar consisting of folk music, as well as some of their own songs.
Touring with sister Lucy
Carly Simon and Lucy were eventually signed to Kapp Records and played a couple of clubs in Greenwich Village, opening for early comedians Woody Allen and Dick Cavett, among others, and even played in the UK.
In her memoir, Simon recalls the boat trip across the Atlantic heading home.
They were on the same boat as Sean Connery, and Carly and her sister ended up spending the trip with the actor. At that point, of course, no one could realize or even imagine that Carly would write a Bond theme song 12 years later.
The sister duo released three albums in the 1960s before Lucy left to get married.
Carly Simon was on her own, but still determined to forge a career in the music industry. However, her career had a slow start. She started working as a summer-camp counselor and as a secretary on a TV show.
Carly’s career
In February of 1971, Simon released her debut album Carly Simon. The song That’s the Way I’ve Always Heard It Should Be – an anti-marriage-song – became her first hit, reaching No. 10 on the Billboard Hot 100 list.
In October, later the same year, Simon released her second album, Anticipation. By now, things had really started to blow up. Her album went gold in two years and contained the smash hit Anticipation, which peaked at No. 13 on the Billboard pop singles chart and also at No. 3 on the Billboard Adult Contemporary chart in the United States.
According to herself, Simon wrote the song in just 15 minutes while waiting for Cat Stevens at her place, whom she was dating at the time and had made dinner for. When he arrived, the song was ready, but the date only lasted a short while.
“He gave me whispers and drawings of Blake poems,” Carly Simon said. “He told me about his childhood, his mixed Greek and Swedish parents, and we made a connection that has lasted.”
With two successful albums in the span of only nine months, Simon soon found herself solidified as a famous and immensely popular singer/songwriter. In 1971, she received a Grammy Award for Best New Artist of the Year, and additionally one nomination in the “Best Pop Female Vocalist” category.
Carly Simon – “You’re So Vain”
In November of 1972, Carly Simon released her third album, and it was intended to be her big commercial breakthrough. No Secrets spent five weeks at No. 1 on the US Billboard 200 chart and quickly achieved gold status.
It was a great album that spread all over the world, spending weeks and weeks on the top of the charts in countries like Norway, Australia and Canada. But it was one song in particular – the third on the album – that would change her life forever.
You’re So Vain was the song that most people reference when talking of Carly Simon. It was a smash-hit right away, and throughout the years, it’s grown even bigger and bigger.
The song is currently ranked at No. 92 on Billboard‘s Greatest Songs of All-Time list. In 2014, it was voted as number as no 216 when Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) asked the question of the best songs of the century. That same year, it was crowned as the ultimate song of the 1970’s by the UK Official Charts Company.
The album was recorded at the famous Trident Studios in London, England, where bands like The Beatles recorded The White Album and David Bowie made Space Oddity.
You’re So Vain – recording
You’re So Vain also held plenty of secrets when it was released, and for many years it was the subject of one of rock ‘n’ roll’s biggest mysteries. But we’ll get to that soon.
Firstly, Rolling Stones frontman Mick Jagger is uncredited on the song, even though he sings on the chorus.
At the time of the recording, several other famous artists were at the Trident Studios, and the likes of Paul McCartney, Linda McCartney, legendary record producer George Martin, and Harry Nilsson watched her record. Actually, McCartney himself pitched in to guest star with background vocals.
And then there was Mick Jagger. Carly Simon wrote in her memoir that he actually invited himself to the recording. Jagger had pursued her in London and called Trident Studios once he understood she was there.
“It was shortly after midnight. Mick and I, we were close together – the same height, same coloring, same lips,” Simon writes.
“I felt as if I was trying to stay within a pink gravity that was starting to loosen its silky grip on me. I was thrilled by the proximity, remembering all the times I had spent imitating him in front of my closet mirror.”
As mentioned, You’re So Vain was a rock ‘n’ roll mystery. It’s always fun to know the background story of a song, wether its about a certain event, a person, or if that one line is a reference for something special.
You’re So Vain – who is it about?
In Carly Simon’s case, no one knew who You’re So Vain was about.
Some guessed – and had conspiracy theories – that the song was about Mick Jagger. Sure, there was a pretty clear connection between the two, especially since he actually sang on the record.
But no, it turns out the rumours were wrong. The truth is that You’re So Vain – at least the second verse – is about one-time Hollywood lothario Warren Beatty, whom she dated briefly in the early 1970’s.
“You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive.
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair.
And that you would never leave.
But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me.
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee.
Clouds in my coffee”.
In her memoir, Carly revealed that the song was also about two other people, but she won’t reveal who they were.
“I don’t think so,” she told People. “At least until they know it’s about them.”
“Probably, if we were sitting over at dinner and I said: ‘remember that time you walked into the party and…’ I don’t know if I’ll do it. I never thought I would admit that it was more than one person.”
Simon dated Warren Beatty for a short while in the ’70s, and described him as a “glorious specimen” who put all other men “to shame, if looks and charm were what you were after.”
Carly Simon – James Taylor
So what about Carly Simon’s love life besides Warren? Well, she’s been married once, to singer/songwriter James Taylor.
They had met briefly as children, and then again in her dressing room in 1971. She described the latter meeting in her book. Taylor was there together with his then-girlfriend Joni Mitchell.
“He was barefoot, long-legged, long-footed – and is knees were bent,” she wrote in her memoir.
”He wore dark red, loose, wide-wale corduroys and a long-sleeved Henley with one button open, his right hand clutching a self-rule cigarette. His hair, simultaneously shiny and disheveled, fell evenly on both sides of his head, and he wore a scruffy, understated mustache, the kind so fashionable back in the yearly 1970s. He seemed both kempt and unkempt. Even sprawled out on the floor, everything about him communicated that he was, in fact, the center of something – the core of an apple, the center of a note.”
Carly Simon and James Taylor started dating later the same year and tied the knot in November of 1972. 11 years later, the couple divorced, but it wasn’t just because they didn’t have the same love for each other anymore.
Carly Simon – children
Simon explained that it mostly had to do with drugs. They had two children, now grown up and working in the music business. Daughter Sally Taylor is 46 years old and Ben Taylor’s 43.
Her memoir Boys in the Trees pretty much ends with her marriage to James Taylor. Her son hasn’t read the book. But her daughter has.
“I think he would feel more conflicted than Sally did,” Simon told ABC in 2016. “I had told her almost everything, but when she read it all together, she was just so amazed. She said, ‘I’m so proud of you for being able to tell it like it is for you.’”
Carly Simon was later engaged to musician Russ Kunkel in 1985. She married writer James Hart in December 1987, but the couple divorced in 2007.
Carly Simon, now 75 years of age, continued making music for many years to come. And, as a by-product, continued to win several awards for her trophy cabinet.
Her 1977 worldwide hit Nobody Does It Better was the theme song of the Bond movie The Spy Who Loved Me. It’s considered by many to be one of the greatest Bond anthems of all time.
Hall of Fame entry
In 1988, she released the song Let The River Run, first featured in the 1988 movie Working Girl. With the song, she became the first singer ever to win three major awards for a single track: an Academy Award, a Grammy and a Golden Globe.
Six years later, in 1994, Carly was inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Carly Simon lived a happy life during the 1960s and 1970s. She sure is a legendary singer with a legacy that will live on forever.
Thank you for all the wonderful music, Carly, and we hope to hear more in the future.
Please, share this story with friends and family!
Motorista de táxi grávida leva um morador de rua ao hospital — na manhã seguinte, ela vê uma carreata de utilitários esportivos do lado de fora de sua janela
Uma taxista grávida oferece a um estranho ferido e sem-teto uma carona gratuita para o hospital em uma noite chuvosa. Na manhã seguinte, ela acorda com um desfile de SUVs do lado de fora de sua casa. Homens de terno batem em sua porta com uma verdade que altera sua vida para sempre.
Depois de dois anos ao volante, Cleo tinha visto todo tipo de passageiro que um táxi podia transportar: as multidões de festa das 3 da manhã tropeçando nos próprios pés, famílias correndo para pegar voos e empresários com cara de culpados que fediam a coquetéis e decisões ruins. Ela tinha ouvido todas as histórias, secado mais do que algumas lágrimas e aprendido a ler as pessoas antes mesmo que elas abrissem a porta do táxi.
Uma mulher dirigindo um carro | Fonte: Unsplash
Os faróis do táxi amarelo cortavam a neblina de novembro enquanto Cleo guiava seu táxi pelas ruas vazias do centro da cidade naquela noite.
Suas costas doíam e o bebê parecia determinado a praticar ginástica contra suas costelas. Aos oito meses de gravidez, seu turno da noite estava ficando mais difícil. Mas contas não se pagam sozinhas, certo?
“Só mais algumas horas, meu amor,” ela sussurrou, esfregando sua barriga inchada. “Então podemos ir para casa em Chester.”
O bebê chutou em resposta, fazendo-a sorrir apesar de tudo. Chester, seu gato laranja, provavelmente estava esparramado em seu travesseiro em casa, soltando pelos laranja por todo lugar. Hoje em dia, aquele gato era a coisa mais próxima que Cleo tinha como família.
Um gato malhado sentado em uma mesa | Fonte: Unsplash
A menção de casa trouxe lembranças indesejadas à tona. Cinco meses atrás, ela subiu as mesmas escadas para o apartamento deles, com o coração disparado de excitação.
Ela havia planejado tudo perfeitamente — o jantar à luz de velas, a lasanha favorita do seu marido Mark, o pequeno par de sapatinhos de bebê que ela havia embrulhado em papel prateado.
“Vamos ter um bebê, querido!”, ela disse, deslizando o pacote sobre a mesa.
Uma mulher segurando pequenos sapatos de bebê | Fonte: Freepik
Mark ficou olhando para os sapatos, seu rosto perdendo a cor. O silêncio se estendeu até que Cleo não conseguiu mais suportar.
“Dizer algo.”
“Não posso fazer isso, Cleo.”
“O que você quer dizer com não pode?”
“Jessica também está grávida. Do meu filho. De três meses.”
As velas estavam quase acabando enquanto o mundo de Cleo desabava. Jessica. Sua secretária. A mulher que ele jurara ser “apenas uma amiga”.
Um homem chateado | Fonte: Pexels
“Por quanto tempo você me traiu?”
“Isso importa?”
Não tinha, na verdade. Em uma semana, Mark tinha ido embora. Em duas, ele tinha limpado a conta conjunta deles. Agora, aos 32, Cleo trabalhava em turnos dobrados, tentando economizar o suficiente para quando o bebê chegasse.
“Seu pai pode ter se esquecido de nós”, ela sussurrou para sua barriga, forçando as lágrimas para trás enquanto voltava ao momento, “mas nós vamos conseguir. Você verá.”
Uma mulher com os olhos marejados | Fonte: Unsplash
Mas naquela noite, apenas três semanas antes da data prevista para o parto, com os tornozelos inchados e o uniforme de maternidade esticado contra a barriga, Cleo se deparou com algo diferente.
O relógio marcava 23h43 quando ela o avistou — uma figura solitária cambaleando no acostamento da rodovia.
Através da névoa dos postes de luz e da chuva fina, ele surgiu como um fantasma das sombras da 42nd Street. Mesmo à distância, algo nele fez o pulso dela acelerar.
Silhueta de um homem na estrada à noite | Fonte: Pexels
Suas roupas pendiam em farrapos sujos e seu cabelo escuro cobria seu rosto com cordas molhadas. Ele embalou um braço contra o peito, arrastando sua perna direita enquanto tropeçava pela calçada vazia.
A mão de Cleo moveu-se instintivamente para sua barriga arredondada enquanto ela observava o homem através do para-brisa. Ela deveria estar em casa há uma hora, enrolada com Chester, que sempre ronronava contra sua barriga como se estivesse fazendo uma serenata para o bebê.
Mas algo no desespero desse homem, a maneira como ele balançava a cada passo, como se lutasse para se manter de pé, fez com que ela segurasse o volante com mais força em vez de ir embora.
Foto noturna de uma mulher chocada dirigindo um carro | Fonte: Freepik
Em seus dois anos dirigindo à noite, Cleo aprendeu a identificar problemas. E tudo naquela cena gritava perigo.
Através da névoa, ela percebeu mais detalhes. Ele era um rapaz, talvez na faixa dos 20 anos, com roupas que antes eram caras.
Ele agarrou seu braço direito, e mesmo na penumbra, ela podia ver manchas escuras e carmesins em sua manga. Seu rosto era uma bagunça de hematomas, um olho inchado e fechado.
Foto em tons de cinza de um homem na calçada | Fonte: Pexels
Um carro apareceu no espelho retrovisor dela, movendo-se rápido. A cabeça do homem levantou-se de repente, terror estampado em seu rosto. Ele tentou correr, mas tropeçou.
“Não faça isso, Cleo,” ela sussurrou. “Não esta noite. Não quando você está grávida de oito meses.”
Mas ela já estava encostando.
Abaixando a janela só um pouquinho, ela gritou: “Você está bem? Precisa de ajuda?”
O estranho se virou bruscamente, os olhos arregalados de medo. O suor fundido em um vermelho escuro escorria de um corte acima da sobrancelha. “Só preciso chegar a um lugar seguro.”
Os olhos de um homem aterrorizado | Fonte: Unsplash
O motor do carro que se aproximava rugiu mais alto.
“Entre!” Cleo destrancou as portas. “Vou te levar para o hospital.”
O cara subiu e caiu no banco de trás enquanto Cleo pisava no acelerador. Os faróis do carro que o perseguia inundaram seu espelho.
“Eles ainda estão vindo,” ele ofegou, abaixando-se. “Obrigado. A maioria não pararia.”
O coração de Cleo batia forte. “Espera.”
Uma mulher assustada sentada em um carro | Fonte: Freepik
Ela fez uma curva fechada à direita, depois outra, serpenteando por ruas laterais que ela conhecia de cor. O carro atrás delas manteve o ritmo.
“Quem são eles?”, ela perguntou, fazendo outra curva fechada que fez seu passageiro agarrar a maçaneta da porta.
“Mais rápido… mais rápido. Eles vão nos pegar…”
Um segundo conjunto de faróis apareceu à frente. Eles estavam sendo encurralados.
Visão dos faróis de um carro se aproximando à distância | Fonte: Pexels
“Confia em mim?” Cleo perguntou, já girando o volante.
“O que?”
Ela cortou caminho por um estacionamento abandonado, raspando sob um portão parcialmente abaixado. Os carros perseguidores não conseguiam segui-la e o vão mal era grande o suficiente para seu táxi.
“Dois anos desviando de passageiros bêbados que não querem pagar”, ela explicou, checando o espelho. Nenhum farol. “Nunca pensei que essas habilidades seriam úteis esta noite.”
O bebê chutou com força, fazendo-a estremecer.
Um estacionamento vazio | Fonte: Pexels
“Você está grávida”, disse o estranho, notando o desconforto dela. “Deus, sinto muito. Coloquei vocês dois em perigo.”
“Às vezes o maior risco é não fazer nada.” Ela encontrou os olhos dele no espelho. “Eu sou Cleo.”
“Obrigada, Cleo. A maioria das pessoas… elas simplesmente me ignorariam.”
“Sim, bem, a maioria das pessoas não aprendeu o quão rápido a vida pode mudar.”
Depois do que pareceu uma eternidade, eles finalmente chegaram ao hospital. Antes de sair, o homem agarrou o braço dela gentilmente.
Um hospital | Fonte: Pexels
“Por que você parou?” Seu olho bom estudou o rosto dela.
“O mundo não é exatamente gentil com taxistas hoje em dia, especialmente com aquelas grávidas que trabalham sozinhas à noite.”
Cleo pensou sobre isso. “Esta manhã, vi uma mulher passar por cima de um morador de rua tendo uma convulsão. Nem mesmo interrompi o telefonema. Prometi a mim mesma que não me tornaria essa pessoa… alguém com tanto medo do mundo que esquece sua humanidade.”
Um homem sem-teto deitado na rua | Fonte: Pexels
Ele assentiu lentamente. “Você não precisava fazer isso. Porque o que você fez hoje à noite… está além da sua compreensão.”
Cleo hesitou por um momento, seus olhos encontrando os dele. Ela deu um pequeno sorriso reconfortante.
Com isso, ela se virou e caminhou em direção ao táxi que a esperava. Ao entrar, ela olhou para trás uma última vez, sussurrando: “O que ele quis dizer?”
Uma mulher dirigindo um carro em uma estrada movimentada | Fonte: Unsplash
O resto da noite foi um borrão. Cleo foi para casa, comeu um jantar simples e alimentou seu gato. Mas sua mente estava uma bagunça confusa, repetindo os eventos da noite enquanto ela adormecia.
Um barulho alto de motores a acordou do sono na manhã seguinte. Chester abandonou seu lugar no travesseiro dela, seu pelo arrepiado como se estivesse encurralado pelo cachorro do vizinho.
“O que foi, Chester?” Cleo lutou para sair da cama e congelou na janela.
Uma mulher olhando pela janela | Fonte: Pexels
Uma carreata de SUVs pretos e elegantes, pelo menos uma dúzia, alinhava-se em sua modesta rua. Homens em ternos escuros e fones de ouvido se moviam com precisão militar, estabelecendo um perímetro ao redor de sua casa.
“Oh Deus. Quem são esses homens? Eu ajudei um criminoso ontem à noite?” Cleo arfou.
Uma batida interrompeu seus pensamentos acelerados. Espiando pelo olho mágico, ela viu três homens. Um estava elegantemente vestido em um terno caro, outro usava um fone de ouvido, e o terceiro era assustadoramente familiar.
Carros em uma estrada | Fonte: Pixabay
“De jeito nenhum”, ela sussurrou, reconhecendo o estranho da noite anterior.
As roupas rasgadas e as manchas vermelhas desapareceram, substituídas por um terno impecável que provavelmente custou mais do que sua mensalidade.
Ela abriu a porta com as mãos trêmulas.
Um jovem em um terno impecável | Fonte: Pexels
“Senhora!” o primeiro homem curvou-se levemente. “Eu sou James, chefe de segurança da família Atkinson. Este é o Sr. Atkinson e seu filho, Archie, a quem você ajudou ontem à noite.”
O mundo se inclinou. Os Atkinsons — a família bilionária cujo império tecnológico dominou as manchetes. O filho deles foi sequestrado três dias atrás, com o resgate fixado em 50 milhões.
E ela o pegou na beira da estrada.
Uma mulher atordoada | Fonte: Midjourney
“Eles me pegaram por três dias”, explicou Archie, empoleirada em seu sofá gasto enquanto Chester cheirava seus sapatos. “Quando me mudaram ontem à noite, vi minha chance de escapar no posto de gasolina. Mas eles estavam perto. Se você não tivesse parado—”
“Os homens que estavam perseguindo você”, seu pai acrescentou, “foram capturados uma hora depois que você deixou Archie no hospital. Seu raciocínio rápido não salvou apenas meu filho, mas também nos ajudou a capturar uma perigosa rede de sequestros.”
O Sr. Atkinson então estendeu um envelope. Dentro havia um cheque que fez as pernas de Cleo ficarem fracas.
Um homem rico e velho sorridente | Fonte: Freepik
“Senhor, isso é demais. Eu não posso—”
“Não é nada comparado ao que você fez,” ele sorriu gentilmente. “Considere isso um investimento no futuro de vocês dois!” ele disse, olhando para a barriga dela. “Nenhuma criança deveria começar a vida se perguntando como sua mãe vai cuidar dela.”
Lágrimas escorriam pelo rosto de Cleo enquanto Chester pulava no colo de Archie, ronronando alto.
“Tem mais”, Archie acrescentou, inclinando-se para a frente. “Queremos que você administre a nova iniciativa de segurança comunitária da nossa fundação. O mundo precisa de mais pessoas que não tenham medo de parar e ajudar. Pessoas como você, Cleo.”
Uma mulher emocionada e com os olhos marejados | Fonte: Pexels
“Se você precisar de alguma coisa, por favor, ligue para nós”, disse o Sr. Atkinson, entregando um cartão de visita, sua voz suave com sinceridade e gratidão. “Estamos eternamente em dívida com você.”
Cleo sorriu e um fraco “Obrigada!” escapou de seus lábios enquanto lágrimas de alegria e alívio encheram seus olhos.
Quando eles saíram, ela sentiu o peso dos últimos meses se dissipar. Pela primeira vez desde que Mark saiu, ela se permitiu acreditar que as coisas poderiam acabar ficando bem.
Cleo olhou para sua barriga, sorrindo em meio às lágrimas. “Ouviu isso, pequena? Parece que o trabalho noturno da mamãe acabou de ganhar um upgrade. E nós fizemos isso apenas sendo humanos!”
Uma mulher grávida segurando a barriga | Fonte: Unsplash
Aqui vai outra história : enquanto limpava o sótão, encontrei fotos minhas segurando e amamentando um bebê recém-nascido. Mas a questão é que eu nunca tinha engravidado e não me lembro de ter dado à luz.
Este trabalho é inspirado em eventos e pessoas reais, mas foi ficcionalizado para fins criativos. Nomes, personagens e detalhes foram alterados para proteger a privacidade e melhorar a narrativa. Qualquer semelhança com pessoas reais, vivas ou mortas, ou eventos reais é mera coincidência e não intencional do autor.
O autor e a editora não fazem nenhuma reivindicação quanto à precisão dos eventos ou à representação dos personagens e não são responsáveis por nenhuma interpretação errônea. Esta história é fornecida “como está”, e quaisquer opiniões expressas são as dos personagens e não refletem as opiniões do autor ou da editora.
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