Story 19. The Tickets
I had lost my wallet.
It had money in it, but far more importantly, it had two tickets to a World Cup soccer game.
My aunt gave me these as a special present.
She worked for the organizers, and she got the tickets as a special gift.
What was I going to say to my aunt?
I searched for weeks, and nothing.
Months went by, and I got a new wallet, but I didn't have the heart to tell my aunt that I had lost the tickets.
She was very excited.
Only two months left to the World Cup, she would say.
It was terrible.
With less than a week until the World Cup was to start, I realized it was time for me to confess to my aunt.
I went over to her place, and we sat down.
I guess she could see that I was upset.
Aunt Kathy, there's something I need to tell you.
She interrupted me.
Good, but before you do, I was wondering if you know anybody else who might want some tickets to the big game.
I have two more.
This solves my problem, I thought.
As scared as I was, I didn't tell the truth.
Sure, I said.
I can find someone to give them to.
I took them, but as my hand touched them, and I saw my aunt's smiling face, I could not lie any longer.
Aunt Kathy, I lost the tickets, I confessed.
She looked at me with an understanding smile and said, I know.
Your mother told me.
It's all right.
I know how bad you felt about it.
It was an accident.
It could happen to anyone.
I could not believe that my aunt was so good to me.
She found two more tickets, and pretended not to know that I had lost the first tickets.
Now you can still take a friend to the World Cup.
Make sure it's your best friend, she laughed.
I looked at my favorite aunt and said, It is.
I'm taking you.
