Willy and the mysterious woman

 

Willy was peculiar.

Always sad, ashamed and pessimistic.

He used to dine in a very popular restaurant.

Between 6 pm and 9 pm it was very difficult to get a table.

Those who arrived alone often used to sit where they were allowed.

Voices, music, and a rattling of plates and cutlery filled the air.

Some diners like Willy came early and stayed late.

Apparently, they enjoyed the music, the hustle and bustle.

Willy sat alone at a table for two, near the front door, but his sad appearance did not invite anyone to sit with him.

One day a man came in who looked at him and smiled.

Willy, despite his mood, smiled back.

The man sat down with him and Willy was able to exchange some banalities.

He lived alone and didn't to talk to anyone.

This experience was a spark in his sad life.

Since then he began to smile at everyone who came in and someone always sat with him.

It became a ritual and Willy enjoyed it.

His life changed.

Now he was jovial and cheerful; all those clouds of sadness, nostalgia, and depression dissipated.

This is how he met many remarkable and not-so-notable people in his city;

He met up to three lovely women; unfortunately they were just passing through.

However, one day a burly man entered, with a dull and penetrating look, who inspected the place with evident disgust.

His eyes fell on Willy and he seemed to have found what he was looking for.

She approached him resolutely.

He came to his table, but she stood up, and snapped at him, — She told me that you always came here for dinner — She won't come today.

Willy looked at him in surprise, but before he could speak, the man went on — I know what you have in mind, and it must stop now!

Willy then took courage — Impossible!  —he replied —my life has changed, now I am happy, full of hope. The man, now angry, replied — Yes damned, but she is my wife! — and with a powerful punch knocked Willy on his back.

A waiter approached him — Sir, are you all right? — Willy, with a cloudy view and a bleeding nose replied — Yes I am very well, thank you, I am dreaming that a beautiful strange woman consoles and caresses me.



 

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