This story began for me as a child, the class probably the third. After the weekend on Monday, when we, as always gathered in a flock at a break, one of Marina's friends began to tell us, making huge eyes for the significance of the moment that happened on the weekend at the wedding of her relatives.At a time when the young people after the registry office drove up to the house, where they were met by their parents, the bride suddenly began to bark like a dog, roll her eyes, fight in convulsions, and the wedding was upset. Well, we certainly plowed, but somehow I believed it and could not believe it. This is all over, and for the time being forgotten. And now I'm already a married woman, I have a daughter, we returned to my hometown with my husband. In the city, in the market, you could meet a woman who could for no reason stop you and start telling you something stupid, that you walk shamelessly, or dress ugly, or just sitting in the morning on the bench and herself with she swears. Once we went with my good friend, and we meet this woman, my friend greeted her and stopped talking, and surprisingly this woman's speech was reasonable, from the conversation I realized that they are relatives, this woman is my friend's friend aunt. And after my question, what happened to her aunt, she told me.Earlier, her aunt Mila received people, did both good and bad. One day a girl came to her, told that she had been dating a guy for a long time, and now he is marrying another, and she wants the wedding to be gone, ready to pay good money for it. Mila took up this matter, did everything, as there, what was, I do not know. Only now, at this time and her daughter was supposed to be a wedding, and her daughter began to bark, it turned out that she had made Mil spoil his own daughter. I asked that now with her daughter, a friend said, she could not take Mil with her daughter, which she did herself, took money with her grandmother, spent a lot of money, but no one could take off what her own mother did. The daughter sits constantly at home, does not go out, life is spoiled. And Mila stopped accepting people, and apparently her mind was confused. This story impressed me very much, I told it to my mother, and she also remembered that the whole city had been talking about this for a long time. This is God's craft.