Marriage and then open a Cantina |
The winter was long, cold,
and blustery but Paco and Grrr was warm as toast. He even took one bath during the winter. It
was mostly because Grrr smelled and needed a bath so they both did it.
The trip to the out house was
invigorating and Grrr would hold it as long as he could before going to the
door and whining. Once the word got around that Paco and Grrr were guarding the
warehouse no one else tried to rob it.
Paco was happy but lonesome
for Maria. He couldn’t leave his job for it was a twenty four seven
arrangement. He thought it wasn’t bad for a winter job. He had a place to stay,
food and eight dollars a week, not bad at all. Oh yes, there was plenty of food
for Grrr.
From time to time Campbell would take
something from the warehouse with Paco and Grrr watching so the workers didn’t
help themselves to some of the equipment.
As winter turned to spring
Paco was getting restless from being cooped up all those months. He told Campbell it was time for
him to get out into the open air again.
For some reason he wanted to
see Maria really bad. Her two boys Javier and Marco had come to see him a month
ago and told him their momma wanted to talk to him.
He got his gear and his horse
and headed for the border. Of course Grrr was with him and leading the way.
Marco the oldest just turned sixteen and Paco was trying to figure out how old
Maria was. He thought she might be over forty which was a little old for him to
marry since he was only twenty eight.
By the time he crossed the
border he had decided as long as she isn’t fifty it might work.
When he arrived at Maria’s he
went in and she was busy preparing some dinner for her and the boys. When she
saw him she stopped and went over to him and gave him a big hug. As he hugged
her for the first time he looked at her closely. He thought she isn’t fifty, no
not even forty she might be only thirty for she looked younger than he did.
He thought it strange all the
time he knew her he never really looked at her face closely. From this point on
all that was on his mind was becoming her lover something he had never thought
of before because they were just friends.
He would do some deed for her
and she would feed him. He had slept in the spare room many times but never
thought of trying to slip into her bed. Now all the sudden she became extra
sensuous in his mind. A new urgent desire to have her that’s all there is to it
and he would do what ever it took.
He smiled and then laughed as
he thought, those four months alone sure has got me stirred up. The next
morning when he saw her he gasped. Seeing her after thinking of her half the
night was like being shocked by lightening.
She seemed to be normal and
not excited at all. How could she be so calm when he was ready to explode? She
said, “Sit down and eat, it will settle you down.”
“What did she mean “Settle me down? Did she guess what I was feeling and I wanted
to grab her and… No she wanted to talk about something else.”
As he ate she said, “You know
this place used to be a cantina that served food, wine, and Cerveza.”
He said, “No, I didn’t know
that but I can see where it could have been.”
She said, “I want to open for
business again and I want you to help me run it.”
She was right about this food and
talking cause him to lose some of the driving ardor he felt. She went into some
detail about there being some of the old equipment stored out back and a few
tables also. She said she knew where she could get everything else she wanted,
but she needed a little more money to buy it.
He asked her how much and she
said, “A little over two hundred American dollars. That is in addition to what
I have. Beer and wine plus some food will be another fifty. That will put us
into business.”
She then took Paco’s hand and
said, “There is one more thing and that is a thing called matrimony. That will
be part of the deal we will be married.”
She said, “I have been
without a man way too long and the boys think you are something special and for
that matter so do I.”
Paco was thinking, "That is the
best I heard ever," and he wasn’t thinking about the cantina. He said, “By the
way how old are you?”
She said, “Can you handle
forty?”
He swallowed and said, “I
guess.”
“Well then how about thirty?”
He said, “That’s a lot
better.”
She said, “My father forced
me to get married before I was fourteen and then I had the two boys; one right
after the other. My husband was a drunk
who liked to come home, have sex, and then beat me.”
The rumors went around about
how her husband died. Men thought she had a lover and the husband caught them
together and during a struggle the lover killed the husband.
Women liked that version but
another was that when the husband attacked her and he fell on his knife and did
himself in.
Maria never told anyone what
happened and no one ever questioned for they didn’t want to know lest it looked
bad for Maria. They had a nice funeral for her husband and the priest said kind
things about the man which made people feel better about the whole situation.
They went so far as to extend
their condolences to her saying how they were sorry for her loss. Afterward
when everyone had left Maria had a stern look that no one else saw unless she
was alone and thought about the man she was forced to marry and the hell that
accompanied it.
She said, “There is more if
you need to hear it…”
“No, no he said that is
enough and we never need to think on it again or speak of it.
Tomorrow we will see the Padre and be married
and then our new life will start.
To be continued.
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