- In the end are you alive? What happened to you? I thought I would have never seen you again - , said Micia.
- Mum, it’s me! I was wiped out by the river and I thought you were dead -, Micio replied.
Micia had looked for him in that muddy river, she had reached the top of the roof, and then fallen on a mattress that had been dragged by the flow.
The mattress on which she was travelling had carried her up to the city centre, and had stopped into a bridge. Since the water level was high, Micia had easily climbed the bridge.
Fortunately the water had not risen up to the building where they now were.
A girl found Micia wet and shivering all alone in a corner, and cleaned her with a dry towel. She was a very kind girl.
– Mum, can we keep her? Please! – she had asked her mum.
– What will your dad say? He does not like cats, you know…Ok then, no worries, I will convince him. But only one, no more, ok? Promise? – she replied.
- I promise -
- Look, I am serious -
- I got it!
That’s why Micia perfectly knew it would have been impossible to be both hosted by that family. Micia looked at Micio rubbing his little face against her throat, and started thinking seriously about a solution.
Suddenly she said: - Micio! I had a wonderful idea. Let’s go together to Rome! Exactly, Rome! –
- Rome? And where is it? - Micio asked suprised.
- More or less 500 kilometres south. It is a big and old city – she replied.