The previous episode was nothing compared to that described below, the most important event of his life.
Mr Boggis was driving to home of his next victim. ¿What would happen there? Nobody knew and nobody could ever imagine. The house that he was looking, was white and a bit faded by rains, was making of wood, and had two doors the front and back, three windows a front next to the door and the other from the side and back. He looked some information about owners of the house, but he found anything ; nobody knew who would open the door. The house was locating between a forest and grassland; for that reason, it was hard to find, but Mr Boggis was sure he would find it, because it was the last house remaining to visit. After driving for three hours longer, Boggis found house that he so much was looking for. He stopped his car, then he was watching a few minutes the house. After he got out of the car and he walked one hundred meters aproximately. While he walked toward the door he was thinking that the house was little different from the picture that he had. It was a small house with a large garden full of flowers, tulips, roses and carnations, all very well kept, it had grass green newly irrigated. Also, the garden had trees with different fruit; it was ready to eat.
When finally he arrived to the doorway, he knocked to the door and after a few seconds, the door was opened by a woman. He described the woman as the most beautiful woman that his eyes ever had seen. She had long hair, curly, light brown. She had honey-colored eyes with long and curvaceous eyelashes. Her nose was fine like a delicate porcelain doll and her lips were ruby red crimson. "Good afternoon, Could I help you?” she said with her sweet voice. “Yes, I could”, replied nervous Boggis and he gave her his business card. He had been speechless with the beauty of the woman. She introduced herself saying her name: "My name is Adelaide Montt". He answered: "Nice to meet you, I am the reverend Cyril Winnington Boggis and I am the president of the Society for the preservation of rare furniture”. And she told him gently that “she did not know how I could help you?” Immediately, he said: "Would you show me if you have rare furniture in home?" She innocently replied: "Of course, come in!" He came into the house and he began to see every furnitures, instantly, he saw an armchair that it was in a corner of living room. The armchair looked in perfect conditions. Watching better he could know that it was a Victorian model of the eighteenth century approximately. As he watched the beautiful armchair, he could not concentrate on how to achieve its, because he could not stop to admired the beauty of Adelaide. She told him that her previous boss had given her this armchair. "So I cannot give it or sell it to anybody" the woman said.
For the first time, he did not want to continue to insist and he started to ask about her life. Among many things, she told him that she was very sick and she needed someone to take care because she had no husband or children or family. When they were finishing the conversation he asked her "if she had any problem with that he will come to visit her another day, as friends of course". And she quickly replied: "Yes I would love". Apparently he was in love but it was not good for his business. However eventually he did not worry. He visited her too often for several months and for the first time in his life, he had forgotten his business, his greed, so he could feel something called love. Unfortunately time later she died. She died without knowing the truth, without knowing who was really Boggis, but she died feeling loved. Boggis was very sad because he really loved her. He did not know what doing with his life, he had not more love. Perhaps, he would return to his business, to deceive people or maybe, he would look for a good job as it would have liked to her beloved Adelaide. Will Continue.
When I was child I used to think that the preachers could not be in love, they could not have wife or children, but eventually I assumed that they can form a family, like any other person. If you were thinking that this was a love forbidden by society you made a mistake, because this was a pure and real love.
