A wealthy businessman was relaxing in the city when he received a phone call.
“Hello, Señor? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house.”
“Yes, Ernesto. Is everything alright?”
“Well, sir... I'm calling to let you know that your parrot has died.”
“My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International Talking Bird Competition?”
“Sí, Señor. That one.”
“Good grief! I paid a fortune for that bird. How did it die?”
“It died from eating rotten meat.”
“Rotten meat? Who fed my champion parrot rotten meat?”
“Nobody, Señor. It ate the meat from one of the horses.”
“The horses? One of my prize horses died?”
“Actually, Señor... all the horses died.”
“All of them? What happened?”
“They worked themselves to death pulling water wagons.”
“Water wagons? Why on earth were they pulling water wagons?”
“To put out the fire, Señor.”
“Fire? What fire?”
“The fire that burned down your country house.”
“My house burned down?! How did that happen?”
“Well, Señor, it started when candles fell over during your mother's funeral.”
There was a long silence.
Finally, the businessman spoke.
“My mother's funeral? My mother is dead?!”
“Yes, Señor.”
“How did my mother die?”
“She was sitting by the pool when she saw your wife embracing another man. She became so shocked that she fell into the water and drowned.”
“My wife was with another man?!”
“Yes, Señor.”
The businessman took a deep breath.
“Ernesto... tell me one thing.”
“Yes, Señor?”
“Is there any good news?”
“Actually, yes.”
“There is?”
“Yes, Señor. Remember that medical test you took last month?”
“The one I've been waiting for?”
“Sí.”
“What about it?”
“Well, after everything that's happened today... I don't think you need to worry about the results anymore.”
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