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Cherish had learned that no matter how busy New Orleans was if you were near St. Louis Cathedral and the bell rang signaling the hour change you could feel the world stop. All the busy street noise, street performers, and people talking would just go silent. That's where Cherish stood five minutes before the time changed waiting for that moment of silence.
Cherish wasn't religious but sitting on the bench by the golden black gate no one had to know that fact. All people walking around saw was a girl annoyingly taking out her phone
A picture of her boyfriend's face appears on her phone screen snaps Cherish out of her annoyance and answers, "Miguel?"
"Hey, Bambina" Miguel nervously and tiredly says as for the both of them the sun was soon going to set
"Are you okay? Where are you? D-did you find your dad?" Cherish hesitantly asks her voice filled with worry and she'd realized the one thing she hated most about him leaving was not talking to him whenever she wanted
"I'm okay," Miguel answers not wanting her to worry that he almost got beat up just less than ten minutes ago because he was too stubborn for answers from strangers who didn't have them "As for my dad that's actually why I'm calling right now. The process to find my dad has been harder than I expected"
"T-that's why you're calling?" Cherish questions as it seemed he'd been in Mexico for longer than she thought and him just now calling is what bugged her - why didn't he call or text the minute he arrived there? "You want my help finding your dad even though you didn't want me to go with you?"
"I...I...I..." Miguel distractedly says but to Cherish it sounded like he was speechless
"Are you gonna ask who won the dojo bet? How was it lying to your mom? O-or hell why I'm in New Orleans?" Cherish curses looking up at the clock tower the bell set to ring in a minute
"You're in New Orleans?" Miguel asks now it is his turn to be worried because for the little time that he'd known her whenever she went to New Orleans, it was never for a good reason
