For Naoko, Yuma, Kazuma, and all those who believed - and even those who did not.

~ The Burglar and the Fiancée ~
By Jason Edward Collinge

Once upon a time, there was a poor man who lived with his fiancée in a pigsty near the Metrotown Skytrain station. Every day, the man went to look for work.
One day, while waiting fora bus to take him to an interview, he looked up from reading his book to check the sky. It looked like rain, but as he looked down the road for his bus, he caught sight of an
enormous truck speeding up the road toward him.
To his surprise, a beautiful young lady, who wasn’t paying attention,stepped into the road. She was directly in front of the truck! Seeing the danger, the man leapt from his bench and pulled the startled young lady to safety.
When she had calmed down and ceased to shake from fear, the young woman thanked the man and said, “I’m just a regular girl and I don’t have much money, but please kind sir, let me give you something
for saving my life.” Before the man could answer, however, she added, “Um, however, if you knew who I was, you might not accept a gift from me. You see, I’m...I’m kind of a burglar.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not a police officer,” said the kind-hearted man, scratching his head and turning red with embarrassment. “And, I don’t need anything...except maybe a job.”
The beautiful burglar thought the man must have been very kind. She thanked him again and kissed his cheek good-bye.
Having missed his bus because of the young lady, the man arrived late for his job interview and so did not get the job. Saddened by this turn of events, he decided to call it a day and headed home.
When the man returned home, opened the door, and stepped inside to take his rain-boots off, he greeted his fiancée with a smile.
However, his fiancée did not return his smile. Instead, she looked at the man sternly. “Don’t tell me!” bitched his fiancée and pointed at him with a kitchen ladle. “Didn’t you find any work today?!”
The man hung his head. “No, dear,” he answered and then told her all about the young lady and the speeding truck. He told her how, after saving her and missing his bus, he had been late for the interview and so did not get work that day.
As the man talked, the man’s fiancée grew angrier and angrier. Ignoring her husband’s lack of work, she focused on the young lady he had saved. “You mean you didn’t ask the woman for anything even though she offered to give you a reward for saving her life?!”
“No,” replied the man sadly and shrugged. “What would I need to wish for?”
“Well,” nagged his fiancée , holding out her left hand, “just look at my hand! What do you see? Hmmmm? A big, fat nothing! That’s what you see! We’re almost married and you have not even given me an engagement ring. If I had a diamond engagement ring, I would be much happier. You saved that burglar’s life. She should be grateful. Go on back tomorrow and ask her for my diamond engagement ring!”
“I’m not going to ask for a diamond ring! If I asked for a diamond ring, the woman would get angry.” Yet in the end, the man was more afraid of his fiancée’s anger.
The next day, as the rain began to fall, he went back to the bus stop

and waited until he saw the young lady walking toward him again. This time she was dressed in a beautiful full-length evening gown.
She smiled at him from under her
umbrella. “Hello again. Did you get your job?”
“Um, no,” replied the man and reluctantly told the beautiful burglar of the events following their meeting the day before. He told her about missing the bus. He told her about losing the job. Then he told her about his fiancée and how angry she had been when he returned home. “So you see, my fiancée wishes she had a diamond engagement ring,” he informed her.
“Here,” said the burglar and smiled as she opened her purse. “I think she will be very happy with this.” She held up the largest diamond
engagement ring the man had ever seen. “Give this to her,” she said as she placed the ring into the man’s hand, smiled again, and kissed him on the cheek good-bye.
When he returned home, the man found his wife sitting outside on their old lawn furniture. The scene was peaceful. The tall maple tree shaded them and music was playing on the old radio, which she had set in the window so she could hear it. The neighbour’s cat wandered through the yard and startled a squirrel. Birds chirped from their nests in the branches above. Everything was perfect except his fiancée was drunk. Two large bottles of wine, which she had emptied, lay on the grass beside her.
The man did not like what he saw, but he told himself that loved his fiancée – flaws and all. He knelt in front of

the chair and held up the ring to his fiancée.
She leaned forward, took the ring, and put it on her finger. “Yes, I guess it will do,” she said.
Things were fine for a week or two, but then one morning over breakfast, the man’s fiancée said, “Hmmm This ring is fine, but it doesn’t match the rest of my jewellery. It needs a necklace to go with it. If I had a diamond necklace to match my engagement ring, I would be much happier. Go and ask the burglar for it.”
The man didn’t want to go, but he did. When he got to the bus stop, he saw the beautiful burglar coming toward him. This time, she was wearing a normal dress, but still looked very glamorous. The sky had darkened and a light rain had begun to fall. “My fiancée wishes she had a diamond necklace to match the engagement ring,” he sighed, and sadly told the burglar he suspected his fiancée was not being faithful.
“Here,” she smiled, took a necklace from around her own neck, and
placed it in the man’s open hands. “Give her this. I think it is just what she needs.”

The man thanked the beautiful burglar once more and returned home. As he entered the yard, he saw his fiancée saying good-bye to the neighbour and watched as the man crossed the street to his own home. As his fiancée turned to him, the man said to her, “Here dear. This is from the burglar.” He thought his fiancée would surely be happy now that she had the ring and the necklace.
The next morning, however, his fiancée woke, and turning to him, said, “I wish I had earrings to match the necklace and ring.”
“What?! Don’t you have enough already?” asked the man.
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"The Burglar and the Fiancée"
With "The Burglar and the Fiancée," Jason breathes local Vancouver modernity back into the age-old folktale of "The Fisherman's Wife."

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