I was doing chores at home on my legitimate day off. Suddenly, an acquaintance called and literally put me in front of the fact that she and her son were coming over. No matter how I tried to explain that I was cleaning, it was like she didn’t hear me.
Ten minutes later they were at my place. I wasn’t very happy that Mark was here, because he was a rambunctious boy.
We were sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee, and my friend’s son was watching cartoons. A few minutes later, there was a terrible rumbling noise. I went in and there was a broken aquarium. All the fish were scattered on the carpet, and the water leaked into all the corners.
My friend immediately rushed to Mark to see if he was hurt. And I started squeezing the water out with a rag so I wouldn’t flood the neighbors. When I cleaned up, she announced that they were leaving.
– Maybe you can help me take the rug to the dry cleaner? – I asked.
– No, my son is very scared, we need to calm him down.
When I asked Mark why he was at the aquarium. He said that a paper airplane flew in, so he tried to get it. The best part was that there was no paper in plain sight. Mark poked at the closet, saying that’s where he got it. I realized he made it out of the marriage certificate.
– So you make a duplicate. That’s the problem, too.
Sure, why am I freaking out? I’ll buy the aquarium, make the certificate, and pay for the neighbor’s repairs. Not only that, my friend also blamed me – I should not put it in a prominent place.
When my guests were gone, I went to the neighbor, check whether everything is normal. I cleaned up and went to bed to rest. And in the evening my friend sent me a message that I owed her money. She said that they went to a psychologist, so Mark got scared. I didn’t answer, I just blocked the number.
