Mancora, Peru.
1982.
Hand in hand, we slowly stroll the desolate beach together
Our thumbs lightly stroking one another's palms.
We've come here for a holiday;
Midwife's orders.
... At least, her strongly worded recommendation
After the scare.
But we are okay
Looking down, my free hand runs up and down my belly
We are okay
"... Muito estresse para o bebê."
That's what she'd concluded after examining me that day;
"... Tanto a mãe quanto o pai carregam muito estresse."
She's a clever witch, an elegant witch
Gabriela Bastos:
Tall, with coal black hair and large, circular amber framed spectacles
Ones that somehow compliment rather than dwarf her delicate features
Young like us, and unimaginably skilled in her craft.
And so, after waiting a week for me to recover
We booked a trip here.
Here, to Mancora
Home to a small, secret magical community.
A sleepy place
A place with unimaginably beautiful ocean views
And now, as we continue to stroll,
Our feet sink pleasantly into the alabaster sands
He gives my hand a squeeze
And coming to a stop, we turn to one another and sigh.
His fingertips, gentleness incarnate as they find their way to my chin and guide me into him
For a soft kiss
Your kisses are my world -
And we are okay
Grieving, ever grieving
Broken, ever broken
But okay
His eyes finding mine, he whispers softly, "... I've got a surprise for you."
A surprise?
... My love?
And with that, he takes my hand and guides me from the waterside up to a small café, La Nariz de la Bruja.
Up, through the café, and onto the empty back patio.
That's when I see it,
And my heart nearly stops -
The cat.
The cat on the small stone wall.
The silver, grey striped tabby cat
With square spectacles markings around the eyes.
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