A deserted street. Darkness, a lighthouse and, strangely enough, a pharmacy. I go out of the pharmacy with the "pax plus", because tomorrow is a very responsible business meeting, at which everyone will chew their ears and, if not lucky, I first. In the distance, a large man of unfathomable appearance approaches.
On the left I see a black cat sitting at the bottom of a tree with the obvious intention of crossing to the right. I’m not superstitious, but the hell knows it. I slow down, expecting that the man will cross the supposed trajectory of the cat before me.
However, after processing the information of his movement, I realize that he is also slowing down. The fucking! I shorten the steps. But it came to his mind too. I feel like I will soon be sowing like a Japanese in a kimono. It is uncomfortable.
We approached the cat at the same time. She is sitting on what she is waiting for.
Here the man hangs, questioningly looking at me, who also stood on the brake.
He said, “And what shall we do?”
I was nervous: “I have an important job tomorrow!”
He said, “Thank you and I have an exam.”
And the cat, the beetle, sits, and begins to slip out.
At this time, after interrupting our talks, wherever we go, a seam runs out because of the shells. And to the cat. The cat, instead of beating, as they used to, bending his back and giving resistance, on the contrary, wandering between the high contracting parties, fired a rocket across the road. Follow it the same way, not ceasing to flood the laughter, and the sewing.
We stood like fools, but we looked at each other friendlyly.
He said, “What shall we do?”
I said, “You are a man!”
He said, “Then it is so. Because we both risk, and I, as you will see, a man. I suggest the following. I go to your side, and we go in a perpendicular direction to the restaurant, where I invite you to mark my failure to the exam tomorrow.”
That is how I met my husband. Today we have a double and a lot of luck. Then he passed the exam.
Don’t be afraid of black cats.