USELESS TEARS

“What are you doing at this hour of the morning in these dangerous streets?” a policeman questioned them.

“Thank heavens you arrived; the ones from the bar around the corner were going to kill us.” Erik declared to them, believing that they had come to his call, but the officer answered him, waving his hand like a rattle.

“Danger! These people are very dangerous!”

Their pulse quickened. How was it possible that they had a problem with people who were feared, even by the defenders of the law?

The police went to the place. While the couple watched from afar, everyone in the bar went down to meet the patrolmen. They shook hands, and the manager hugged them. When they saw this, they decided to turn around and look for a cab or something to take them. They ran several streets without finding a car; Ximena's cell phone had run out of charge, and Erik had run out of minutes. Finally, in the distance, a yellow car appeared like a star and stopped, asking for their destination. Before opening