Mr. U

Hello, A., he spoke with a faked Russian accent. I knew it right away. I had to hold my breath and not say a word. Otherwise the night would bring me into serious trouble. Hi, what’s your name, stranger? I heard the words coming out of my mouth and did not have time to swallow them back.

We danced all night. He was a good dancer and a charming man. We did not come closer than approved by common sense and we had a good time. He had those almost closed looking dark eyes which, together with his way to many times broken nose made him look fierce, although he had that kind of safety inspiring kindness when looking at you. His strong arms rested on my torso, without going anywhere. His breath was unperceivable and his calmness tormented me.

As we got out of the bar, I knew the night had only now begun, although it was already 5 o’clock in the morning. You know, you remind me of my last girlfriend? I smiled. It was not until later on, that I realized what I had done. It was too late. I felt remorse. It disappeared though the very instant fear and terror took its place.

It was 11 o’clock. We were drinking coffee and having a chit chat. One hour later, I was walking home, my eyes and ears sharpened. During the next weeks I had a haircut, changed my hair color and gained 10 pounds. By the time the third week was over, I had changed my wardrobe and the places where I would hang out. I was another person for the world to see. I was invisible.


My dear reader, if you want to read more, all you have to do is ask.

I am not and do not want to become a self published author. I write short stories based on real facts and characters and I fully enjoy it.




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