Chance

If someone told him, his life was gonna change in a day, he wouldn't believe it. Everything had been carefully planned and dosed with luck. And there he was, more famous than ever, safe in his fat bank account, above all, safe. Sitting in his favorite restaurant, drinking wine, he contemplated nothing, thinking about his own luck. He didn't see her coming. He took a certain fright when she stopped in front of him and asked if she could sit down. What could he say? She was a very old woman. She was probably a little crazy, he thought. He was sure, in a few moments someone would come and rescue him, apologize and say that she had gotten lost or something. He was wrong. Very wrong.
- Well, well, well, who have we here? I've been wanting to say a few words to you for a long time, dear Jean.
- Do we know each other?
- You do not know me, but I know you very well. The voices in my head keep telling me that I have to give you a message.
My God, she said voices in her head...Somebody help me!
- Fear not. I know you're thinking I'm crazy or something, but you're wrong. I'm medium and there's a lot I need to talk to you about. You have two options, after I've said everything I have to say, you can either completely forget that I exist, or you can have courage and go do the right thing.
- It's okay. You must know I don't believe in any of that stuff, right? But if it'll make you feel any better, you can tell me whatever you came to tell me, I really don't have anything to do.
- That's the way to talk, my son. You know, normally I don't bother people, they come after me, but in your case, things are a little different. If I don't tell you everything the spirits want me to tell you, I'm gonna go crazy. About five years ago you met a woman in one of your lectures. You never forgot her, even though you exchanged two or three words with her.
He looked at the lady in front of him and started getting goose bumps, even though he thought she was crazy and that everything was a joke, in the back of his mind he knew that her words had a real background. But of course, this was a common scenario, what could she know?
- Moving on... No, I wasn't there, it's the spirits who are telling me everything. In one of the classes, this woman wore a red dress and my God, you wanted to rip all her clothes off! Since then, you've met a few more times, always for her exclusive effort, never yours. You didn't expect to find her anymore, but she always showed up. One day, you were even very bold and asked the course administration to send her an email asking her if she was married, am I right so far?
- Uh...
- It's okay, you don't have to answer, I know I'm right. You try bravely to get this woman out of your head, but she won't come out. Of course, you don't believe in these things, and I'd say you've suffered enough for love. How many times have you been married? Three?
- But how do you know those things?
- I know everything I have to know. Look, my son, I came to tell you, the spirits want me to tell you, that this woman is your soul mate, no matter how much you want to make her disappear or stop thinking about her, that will not happen. She came to teach you a lesson, that's what happens with soul mates, they come into our lives to teach us. But look, that's the important part. She's already suffered too much and she's still suffering and it's about to come to an end. If you don't go after her, she will meet someone else and you will miss your chance, you will miss the great love of your life. Move, my son. Go after her. I can even bet you've been saving her email somewhere.
And he did.
- Well, that's what I had to tell you. You can do whatever you want with everything I told you. Now I've done my part and I can finally have peace. Have a nice day.
And so, without saying another word, the old lady left.
He stayed there, thinking.