Alfie
Alfie could not believe the miracle of meeting the beautiful lady he was dancing a Greek sorb with on the habour pier outside the little village he was temporarily staying in.
After several years of pretty hard struggling in his, at this time of the year, rather cold home country, he had finally taken one month off to celebrate a traditional Christmas in the foreign country he now truly enjoyed himself.
Although he felt quite small at first, when he had landed on the airport, it had not taken long before he more or less had bumped into this beautiful lady. Well, actually it was she who had come driving in a pretty fancy car along the coast road and more or less forced him to jump down into a ditch muddier than the muddiest he ever had seen.
The orchestra now played for the last song. A kind of rock ballad with a verse he also began to sing in his beloved's beautiful left ear... "I think I will die tonight when I look in your eyes..."
As always, dreams come to an end and so did Alfie's holiday and said romance. After days filled with picnics, listening on heartbeats (they had both been laughing when they listened to his heart, as it seemed to follow a conga rhythm) he was now heading in a crowded flight back to his ordinary life. On the journey home he was pretty angry at the idiom that says: "It is better to end a dream while it is at its best, instead of waiting until it gets nasty".
The following months many telephone calls and letters were sent between two people in love but because of natural reasons due to the distance the romantic parts in the relationship was slowly faded away and suddenly the complete contact had also vanished.
Maybe it was this Alfie was thinking about one winter some years later when he forgot to look twice before he crossed a heavy trafficked road on a cold and slippery dark evening and became a victim of hit and run accident. It ended so badly that the doctors could not see how they could rescue more than his heart. Thanks to their computers they soon discovered that a lady would need it far, far away and a big rescue operation therefore soon took place.
Three years later the beautiful lady Alfie had met during his holiday enjoyed the new life she got after a heart transplant she had been going through earlier. It had gone fine although she could wonder sometimes why her new heart never quit stop beating a familiar
tune of happy conga rhythms.
