Men: Mrs.
Smith borrowed me the crockery of my great-great-grandmother for the marriage
of her daughter. Have you seen it?
Man: Ehh..
Mmm.. No. I haven’t
Men: I
remember it was saved in the barn. I’m going to look for it.
Man: wait a
moment, are you sure? I mean… mmm…
Men: Yeah.
I will keep it forever. We are talking about a family heirloom.
10 minutes later.
Men:
darling, darling! The crockery disappeared! It’s impossible!
Man: Oh!
Really? I can’t believe it.
Men: What
can I do now? Oh, no! The family heirloom!
Man: Don’t
worry. There’s no nothing you can do. I remember that two weeks ago I talked
with Mr. Johnson and he told me he saw a stranger in our barn but he thought it
was a cousin.
Men: what?
Are you joking? It has a special sense for me!
Man: calm
yourself, please! Tomorrow I’m going to buy new crockery.
Men: No,
It’s not the same. Please, let me alone.
Man
(thinking): What did I do? She deserves to know it. Tomorrow I’m going to tell
her.
Another day.
Man:
darling, I need to talk with you. Please, sit down and listen.
Men: It’s
ok. What happen?
Man: The
truth is that I broke the crockery. It was an accident. The last week when I
took my tools out from the shelf crockery was slipped out and I broke.
Men: I’m
disappointed, I can´t believe you. You are a liar.
Man: I know
it was a family heirloom, but please, I told you, it was an accident.
Men: It’s
ok. We won’t fight for that, but the next time you have to tell me truth
because if you don’t do it we will be divorced. Did you understand?
Man: yeah, darling. From now on I’m going to be a
sincere person.
Men: I hope
so. Now would you like to eat ice-cream cone at Reina shop?
Man: Let’s
go, my darling.
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