Unexpected end

It was four in the morning when a noise woke us up, at Marta and me. That noise was coming from the wardrobe. I was scared and did not want to think about what really was thinking. I did not want to spoil my marriage and less after that wonderful night. We opened the lights and suddenly it had happened that so many years I was trying to avoid. The Cuban prostitute went out from that wardrobe swallower of things and she recognized me. At that moment the world dropped over me, I didn’t opened my mouth, but looking at Marta tried to justify the inexplicable. Suddenly, one man went out from the same wardrobe and Marta got pale and looked scared. Then the man said: Marta, what has happened?

At that moment, saturated with tension and confusion, the couple decided not to give explanations to their lovers and threw them out of his house and once they were back home just did not lack any exchange of words, only with a look  had said everything to each other. Then Alfred was telling Marta: No Marta, no wardrobe. And she said: Alfred you're right, no wardrobe. So the morning threw the wardrobe and disappeared forever.

The secret of the wardrobe and the lovers never left this marriage so peculiar but very real and normal at the same time.