About a certain return

Part 1

- We should show him ours...

"Should we show him ours?" The old woman asked a young man that just came out of the shop... or whatever that shanty was... a shelter for peculiar things and of no value, crap collected out of rubbish bins, most of them filthy, bottles and glasses, things made of glass, even pieces of broken toys or lollypops... cartoons...

The tarot cards, some big pieces of cardboard with the pictures fading of dirt, which manipulated with knowledge, would throw you in the destiny's eddy. The destiny... what a fake! Everybody says so! I said to myself then, something might be, something is for sure, I say now.

- What do you want to know about you, what? Now, garry, you've got the opportunity.

- I would like to know which my state in the company is. How safe is my position, do you understand?

- What, said the old woman? Ie don't get it.

- If he becomes jobless - helped me the young man, a chap my height, with a tight T-shirt, and somehow scared, with a big wound on his face.

- Why didn't you say so! Let's see...

She turned the cards in strange ways, asked me to split them several times, made signs with her hand, mumbled something...

- Naew, I got ye', as I'd eat that! Is you this one - and shows me a horseman. You are the knight of swords. The one is all said here! Come cross the card. With your hand. You must be thirty-nine?

- Do I show my age?

The old woman sets on the table ten cards saying:

- That one is you... you' covered by ten of pentacles, that's how is called the star with five corners... This one that covers you is not too good... you got a strong foothold in your family, look, but the other way around... Somebody is rubbing or cheating you... You might have the luck of a fortune... Maybe... It seems here are you problem.

- In the family? What problem do I have in my family, crazy oldie?

- Hee-hee-hee...! Let me lay this card..! It blocks your path, it's set across your way. Look! Did I tell you? Another garry! Bigger and stronger than you. He's the king of the pentacles, with big ones...

- A virile type?

- I wouldn't say so. But he's rich... powerful... tricky, he likes women, likes to corrapt, likes to...

- To, what?

- To corrapt, to bribe... Hee-hee-hee! Look, this card sits on your head. It's your crown, it's your thoughts and your wishes... Oh, oh! You want to live alone. Like some sort of Wiseman, like a philphisopher who wants to know where from do things come, to guess the truth. You got hidden thoughts that you keep within. But you're thinking of betraying someone, and I believe you'll do it...

- Philphisopher...!

- What else? This one it's to be put here. Down. It's called the foundation. Oh, but that's no foundation! A home based on a hidden heart, change, instability and rebellion. This is after you...

- Come on, get faster!

- Hold on! What's this? Rows, cheating, troubles at home and at work... Five of wands. In front lays the ace of cups. What does it say? As it's laid upside down... It says... Oh, boy! Oh, boy! It spreads the evil! And says: evil heart in your home, instability, rebellion...

- I think you've told me that before.

- Not this one... Oh, look this...! The Wizard, the Death, the Battle Chariot and the Light Bulb. You might be a great magic-cian but you share your home with the Death, and you try to fight it, to get through. It's you or It!

- And who's going to win?

- You want me to tell your fortune for nothing!? Come up with something, give me your wedding ring!

- My wedding ring! And what do I get?

- I'll make a spell and help you win your fight.

- Oh, spare me!

- Otherwise, I'll put a curse on you.

- Ha, ha!

I took fraternally, over the shoulders, the-chap-my-hight-with-a-tight-T-shirt-somehow-scared-with-a-big-wound-on-his-face. The young man ensures me that the talk was about women (did anybody talked at all?). I got rid of the kids and got into a close road. I was sure I'll manage to get out of it into the light, eventually. All I had to do was to lift...

In that close lane there was a man and a woman. Some doors opened... it probably was a cupboard. A room like private, greasy, black grease, the walls was all covered with the black grease, and the chap was littered too... Suddenly, he jumped pushing me towards that room.

- Hands off or I'll kill you!

I drew a knife, cut his balls, and stabbed his chest. The blood splashed me, the hooker beside him and the walls. I stood up holding me to some iron bars, turned a wheel, lifted a lid and got out.