The bus stops at a traffic light, the driver brakes hard and that brings Jacky back from his fantasy world.
Jacky is still looking out the window and realizes that he is very close to his hometown.
The rain is falling relentlessly even though it is the seventh month and the summer sun shines most of the time.
He sees a woman pushing a baby carriage through the window, and it causes him indescribable pain.
When he went to war, he lost the only woman he ever loved; he knows that his heart will break when he sees her pushing a baby carriage.
He loves her and wants her to be happy, but an indescribable pain has captured his heart; after all the disgusting scenes he saw in the war, this still causes him the greatest pain.
Many years have passed, and he wonders what has changed; he feels like a stranger.
The war has taken everything from him, the love of his life, and separated him from his friends; he knows that he will never be the same again, and he doesn't even know if his own brother is okay.
The man next to him wakes up, and Jacky sees a sign that says Wolf City.
Jacky is tall and has a very muscular body, but the scars on his face and head make people feel uncomfortable.
The rain slowly stops and people start to get off the bus, happy children run to hug their parents and Jacky calls a taxi.
A pretty woman of Indian origin welcomes him and takes him to his house.
When Jacky gets out of the taxi, she addresses him with the words, "If you want, maybe we can have a drink when my shift is over; I see you could use some company?"
Jacky no longer has a face that can express emotions, all his emotions have been put in a dark box by the war and the key has been thrown into the ocean.
He answers her with an angry face, "I'm sorry, maybe another time."
The taxi disappears around the bend and Jacky enters his modest home,he sees that his neighbor has taken good care of his house and will have to go thank her.
Now, he is not in the mood.
He takes the cell phone he bought and puts the card in it, sets up the internet and has an indescribable desire to check Facebook, he wants to look at pictures and see what Anastasia looks like, what her husband looks like, how many children she has.
A strange feeling runs through his body, he is afraid to do it and puts his cell phone on the table, takes off everything and goes to the shower.
His hand slides to his thigh, and he takes his thick penis in his hand; he doesn't remember the last time he did that.
On the battlefield, a man forgets human instincts; everything comes down to one thing, and that is to survive the next day.
With one hand, he leans on the tiles, and with the other, he starts to slowly jerk his cock, thinking about her, Anastasia.
He remembers high school when they were sitting in the back row at the School Play,he remembers how she took advantage of the fact that they were in the back row and that it was dark, it was the sweetest jerk-off of his life.
The hall was half empty, but most of them turned around when he shouted as he came.
Jacky's body now starts to spasm, and he releases a lot of sperm.
He touches the tiles with his lips, and his breath is heavy.
The steam from the hot shower leaves him breathless; a tear runs down his cheek as he thinks of Anastasia again.
Jacky is wearing summer shorts and a light blue T-shirt as he walks towards the city.
He goes to a café that he often frequents with his father.
His father did not live to see him return home, which also haunts him, and that is why he now wants to drown his sorrow in alcohol.
The weather has improved and people are happily rushing towards the beach, young mothers can't wait to show off their bodies, one even gives Jacky a seductive look.
Jacky reaches the San Marco café and goes inside; most of the people are sitting on the terrace.
There are a lot of sounds around Jacky now, and he feels a little relieved that he is not only listening to the sounds of weapons and people screaming.
Now he hears dogs barking, birds making their sounds, he is encouraged a little by hearing the loud laughter of children.
But it all only lasts a second; his mind is quickly invaded by dark thoughts and thoughts around which the weeds of panic grow.
He looks around the café and sees that his father's friend, who also owns this place, is not nearby.
Jacky sits down, and not long after, a very attractive waitress approaches him.
She's wearing jeans shorts and a tight T-shirt that barely covers her perky tits.
Jacky says, "Bring me a pint of draft beer."
She cheerfully replies, "On command!"
Jacky thinks that irony is always present wherever a man is.
Anastasia crosses his mind again, but the couple sitting next to him are very loud, so he stays in the present moment.
He hears the girl talking to the young man, "Evan, my pussy is so beautiful that when I sunbathe, butterflies land on it to see it up close."
Evan laughs and says, "Woman, you're crazy."
Jacky has never been closer to laughing and notices that the young girl is very drunk.
Young people today have a slightly different approach than in his day, he's 38 years old and he feels like he has a hundred.
Darkness descends quietly like a thief, and Jacky is already drunk, his gaze glassy and absent.
An old man entering the cafe shouts, "Jacky DeWille, my son!
Come here, I thought I'd never see you again, damn war and damn politics!"
Jacky staggers as he stands up and hugs the old man, who is like a father to him.
Tears start to flow uncontrollably down the old man's cheeks.
They sit down at the table, and the cheerful waitress brings them more beer.
They go over all the topics, and before leaving, the old man puts his mouth to his ear and says, "Jacky son, she's single and not in a relationship anymore."
Jacky could now shout how happy he was and hug the old man once more.
