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**ROCKY**

The sun was at its peak by the time I got there, but what welcomed me was the thumping of the beat as I rush to park my car two houses down from the house. I laugh to myself when I imagine the number of people who have shown up, this woman doesn't know how to do things low key. I see a group of people at the front of the house I nod at them as I slightly struggle with my goods. I nod a few more times as I approach the front porch, luckily the front door is open. Stepping into the usually warm and cozy home which has been a solace for me far too many times that I would care to admit. I am met by loud chatter that is being slightly dwarfed by loud music playing outside and inside. I side step a running child, then another one and another one to the point of spinning, laughing as I hear the a familiar voice chastise them for running in the house like she did to me once so long ago. Turning back to the kitchen my eyes are met by eyes that are always filled with love and warmth no matter the situation, even as she stood there a hand on one hip and the one with a wooden spoon pointing at me I can't help but feel 12 years old again.

"Lo siento, llegué tarde Nonna." I rush to say before she could say anything.

"Sorry I am late Nonna"

As the other ladies laugh, she comes over to me, I shrink to myself as she reaches behind me and pull me to a warm hug and whispers in my ear. "Mija, todavía eres amado te extrañamos" As she pulls back I am confused what she means by that. "Mija, you are still loved we miss you"

"I know Nonna." Kissing her cheeks in greeting, I reply, never having doubted that.

After saying hello to the rest of the women and catching up I head over to the backyard to say hi to the rest. Maria hands me her daughter, my beautiful god daughter, who wants to go out. I walk out with her while making her laugh and she tries to eat my hair and chew a carrot all at the same time. When she sees the other kids she wiggles wanting to be put down, so walk to where the other kids are playing and put her down so could play with them. I catch up with some friends while sipping a beer while checking in on her. A tap on my thigh, I look down to see I see my god son Teo holding a single daisy smiling at me, I laugh and squat down to receive a proper hug, he tell me about his missing tooth, then as quick as he came to me he leaves me with a kiss on my cheek. Smiling, I get up to continue my conversation taking the occasional a sip from my drink. I am startled by a pair of arms slipping around my waist but I relax as the familiar scent meets my nose, I pat his arms and wrap my empty arm on top of his in greeting. As the conversation draws on I occasionally rub my thumb on his skin, the nuzzling on my neck lets me know he wants talk so I excuse us from the conversation. He draws me to the make shift dance floor, my hands behind his neck and his hands on my waist. My eyes moving across his face imprinting it to my memory. I am overcome by a flood of emotions as my eyes well up trying to say something to explain, seeing the concern on his face. I stop dancing, my arms fall from his neck turning to leave the dance floor to get myself together. He holds on to my hips and my eyes fall shut trying to hide my tears from him. God I am such a pussy. A pair of lips rest on mine as my hands grab onto his shoulders for support as a tear slips down my cheek.

His forehead rests on mine "I got you, I got you, I am here. Thank you." he says in a low raspy tone dapping the trail with his thumb.

A wet chuckle leaves my lips, "Why are you thanking me?" as I look down.

He puts a finger under my chin lifting it, looking into my eyes "For choosing me, Mi amada."

I hear the clanking of metal around us. What in the fresh hell is that? I look to him to ask if he hears it I see a sad look on his face. As I step towards him, he takes a step back saying something that I can't hear.

Damn clanking and who is shouting?

"...mates..., ...on inmates..."

I reach my hand towards him, looking around I notice the music is gone, he takes another step back the sun illuminating him from the back. I see his lips moving but I can't hear anything

The clanking gets louder, "...ights on Inmates... Lights on inmates... Lights on inmates." Drawing a sharp breath i stare up at the dull grey ceiling above me. Shit! I am still here. Fuck !why that dream? Why dream of HIM? Shit! 

Different day, same shit.

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