Chon
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“These are for you, Chon,” both of the women said at the same time, opening the boxes. “Diamonds and gold for you.”
Mary thanked them and took over the boxes. She could feel the expression on her face didn’t change at all. It was a miracle that after all these weird things, she could hold the boxes without a shiver. Both of the women went back to the lizard ship without any more words. In a low humming sound the ship lifted and disappeared. Mary stared at the direction that the ship disappeared. The dancing sunlight gave her a sensation of extreme giddiness. She kept staring at the sky and waited. She didn’t know what she was waiting for. She didn’t know if that would be a forth lizard ship. An age passed but nothing happened. No one came and no ships anymore. Mary regretted her dishonesty.
Murmuring deliriously, she made her way back home. The children were at school. Mary put the boxes on the floor and lied on the sofa. She believed that she must have been trapped in a nightmare. A small nap would make all the thing right.
On the stroke of 12, Mary opened her eyes, blankly at first, then with a painful effort to remember. She tried to pierce through the gloom because the curtain was drawn. Then, she saw the boxes. One was full of gold and the other was full of diamond, both glinting in the gloom. That wasn’t a dream. She then lost in contemplation. When she stood up again, she had made her decision.
“I’m Chon. I’ll be Chon,” she tried to convince herself. “Only Chon can have the boxes and now I’m Chon.” After the struggle and now she felt extremely relaxed. She drew the curtain back and a strong sunlight shone into the little room. A sense of renascence gave her courage.
Mary changed her name in the ID card to Chon. She bought a new house in the downtown area and signed in the contract “Chon”. She got a better job and met new friends. She would introduce herself as Chon. One year later she met a nice guy and they remarried. One day her new husband was having a treasure hunt in the attic. And he found an old photo with “Mary is 3 years old” written on its back. He was badly curious and went downstairs to ask her wife.
“Honey, who is Mary? ” He asked and put the photo in front of her.
“Um…she is an irrelevant person.” From the faraway look in her eyes he could tell something was on her mind. Mary snatched the photo from him.
“No, I am Chon. I can’t let anyone know that she was once Mary ” She thought.。
