Tiempo extra
_¿Le estás pidiendo a Dios que nos haga un milagro? Aprovecha a pedirle un contrato millonario para ver si salimos de la pobreza - recomendó Kia con un tono entre seriedad y broma.
_¡¡Estás loca, chama!! Con esas cosas no se juega - expresó Fiona y caminó entre la multitud. Kia tenía la particularidad de hacerla enojar porque era muy indiscreta. Fiona miró de lado a lado, buscó por encima de la gente y en ese momento Kia la alcanzó:
_Por lo visto Nate aún no ha llegado. ¿Cuándo será el día que llegue temprano? - preguntó Fiona.
_¡Yo creo que ni a su muerte va a llegar temprano! - aseguró y Fiona hizo el gesto de pellizcarla, pero en ese instante, Kia señaló que Nate estacionada su camión cerca de ellas. Las dos se montaron y el gordo Nate dio unas excusas tontas que todos sabían que eran excusas tontas:
_Te conocemos, Nate. No tienes por qué mentir - aseguró Fiona con la confianza de conocer a su amigo desde niño.
_En serio. Que me muera en este instante - juró y las dos chicas gritaron al mismo tiempo:
_Noooo. No te puedes morir ahorita porque estás manejando. Si quieres, que sea luego - dijo Kia y todos se rieron.
_Me han dicho que tienes una voz hermosa y potente - expresó con admiración.
_Muchas gracias. Ya le paso nuestros honorarios y usted nos pasa la fecha y la hora.
_Perfecto. Lo que te voy a agradecer es que lleguen temprano. Hay muchos grupos y no queremos que el evento se alargue porque el espacio cobra por hora.
_No se preocupe. Ahí estaremos. - aseguró y luego que colgó, Fiona miró a Nate y le dijo como si fuera su madre:
_¿Escuchaste? ¡Tenemos que estar puntuales! - Nate asintió con la cabeza y Kia no pudo dejar de decir:
_Dios te hizo el milagro rápido. Se nota que está trabajando sobretiempo - con ese comentario hizo reír a todos.
_Hace una hora me dijo que venía en camino y aún no llega - dijo Fiona al borde de los nervios.
Tenían dos horas de retraso cuando Nate apareció. Quiso justificarse, pero Fiona no lo dejó:
_No nos des explicaciones ahora, solo corre - y Nate muy apenado, apretó el acelerador.
Cuando llegaron al lugar, encontraron que había muchas ambulancias y personas de seguridad acordonando el local. Se bajaron rápidamente y se abrieron paso entre la gente, preguntando:
_¿Qué pasó? ¿Qué pasó?
_El techo del local se cayó y hay muchos heridos, sobre todo los miembros de los grupos musicales que habían llegado antes - dijo una chica llorando.
Los tres se quedaron tiesos, sin saber qué decir ni qué hacer, viendo cómo los paramédicos entraban y salían del local. Lugo, se pusieron a un lado y los tres se abrazaron. Fiona miró a Nate con agradecimiento:
_¡Menos mal que llegaste tarde a buscarnos! - expresó conmovida. Luego miró a Kia que estaba callada y con alegría, afirmó:
_Este sí fue un milagro, Kia. Por lo visto es verdad: Dios trabaja horas extras. - todos asintieron y se persignaron mirando al cielo.
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HASTA UNA PRÓXIMA OPORTUNIDAD, AMIGOS
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Fiona crossed herself in front of the cross above the altar, and Kia immediately whispered in her ear so that only she could hear:
“Are you asking God to perform a miracle for us? Take advantage of the opportunity to ask Him for a million-dollar contract to see if we can get out of poverty,” Kia recommended in a tone that was somewhere between serious and joking.
“You're crazy, girl!” You don't joke about things like that," said Fiona, walking away through the crowd. Kia had a knack for making her angry because she was so indiscreet. Fiona looked from side to side, scanning the crowd, and at that moment Kia caught up with her.
“Looks like Nate isn't here yet. When will he ever arrive early?” asked Fiona.
“I don't think he'll ever arrive early, not even when he dies!” she said, and Fiona made a move to pinch her, but at that moment, Kia pointed out that Nate had parked his truck near them. The two got in, and fat Nate made some silly excuses that everyone knew were silly excuses:
“We know you, Nate.” There's no reason to lie," Fiona said with the confidence of someone who had known her friend since childhood.
“Seriously. Let me die right now,” he swore, and the two girls shouted at the same time:
“Noooo. You can't die right now because you're driving. If you want to, do it later,” Kia said, and everyone laughed.
They hadn't reached their destination when Fiona received a call. It was a businessman who was organizing a private event and wanted to hire them:
“I've been told you have a beautiful, powerful voice,” he said admiringly.
“Thank you very much. I'll send you our fees and you can let us know the date and time.”
“Perfect. I would appreciate it if you could arrive early. There are many groups, and we don't want the event to run late because the venue charges by the hour.”
“Don't worry.” We'll be there," he assured him. After hanging up, Fiona looked at Nate and said, as if she were his mother:
“Did you hear that? We have to be on time!” Nate nodded, and Kia couldn't help but say:
“God worked his miracle quickly. You can tell he's working overtime.” That comment made everyone laugh.
On the day of the presentation, the girls were ready and nervous because Nate hadn't shown up yet.
“An hour ago, he told me he was on his way, and he still hasn't arrived,” said Fiona, on the verge of losing her temper.
They were two hours late when Nate finally showed up. He tried to explain himself, but Fiona wouldn't let him:
“Don't give us any excuses now, just drive,” and Nate, very apologetic, stepped on the gas.
When they arrived at the venue, they found that there were many ambulances and security personnel cordoning off the area. They got out quickly and pushed their way through the crowd, asking:
“What happened? What happened?”
“The roof of the venue collapsed and there are many injured, especially the members of the bands who had arrived earlier,” said a girl in tears.
The three of them stood frozen, not knowing what to say or do, watching the paramedics go in and out of the venue. They stepped aside and hugged each other. Fiona looked at Nate gratefully:
“Thank goodness you were late picking us up!” she said, moved. Then she looked at Kia, who was silent, and said happily,
“This was a miracle, Kia. Apparently it's true: God works overtime.” They all nodded and crossed themselves, looking up at the sky.