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Chapter-6: Midnight Rum

“Cana doesn’t need to hold back,” said Luz. “His abilities are not restricted. The man only said that I needed to travel by foot until the match is over. Nothing to be concerned about; when I call Cana, he’ll show up almost instantly—no later than twenty seconds, at most.”

     “Mmm, yes … I forgot.” Nanda stirred the red beans and looked up again, catching sight of another patch of fluttering dark shadows overhead.

      Luz lay down on the mat behind Nanda and bent his knees up to the sky. He adjusted to a more comfortable position and placed one arm behind his head. All settled in, he looked up at the dark fluttering mesh. He inhaled with a deep stretch, and side glanced at Nanda.

     “That collection of darkness above us,” said Luz as he reached up and massaged Nanda’s lower back, “they’re Monarch butterflies—on migration to Michoacán. Most arrive on the first day of November. Others, like this bunch above us, flutter in within the first two weeks of the main group.”

     Nanda lost her breath. His gentle touch surprised her with delicious rushing heat, forcing her lips open for a few thundering heartbeats. Quickly, she coughed and managed to inhale deep and maintain her balance by the fire. Still, a flush of wild red glowed across her face, as she relished the bursting excitement of aftershocks pulsing in her core.

     Old memories shook loose in Nanda’s heart. She remembered the weight as her sweet thrills pressed into a thin leaf, and her excitement fluttered away from her.

     “That’s it,” said Nanda, “I remember my nana telling me about death and the Monarch butterflies. She would tell stories of the lost spirits in search of rest. Every year she did her best to connect us to our family from the old days … always, around this time. How stupid of me to forget. May, she … they, rest in peace … pobre nana, pobre … mama.”

     Nanda stared at the fire and stirred her skillet of boiling beans. Lost within the heat, she smiled with a sad expression upon her eyes. Deep numbing breaths rose and fell, tightening her chest. And she wondered about bathing in flames and about burning free from the world.

     Luz dropped his gaze and listened to Nanda’s soul cry. It ached in an oboe of agony. He reached and rubbed her mid back, down to her posterior thick mounds of flesh. Gentle, with each caress, he eased her weeping oboe melody away.

     Tingling vigor spread through Nanda’s back, exploding deep into her pelvis. She turned and looked at Luz—smiling at him with a lustful soak of emptiness. His touch tugged at her heart, stopping her memories from playing their orchestra of cold void and shadow. In their place, a pitter patter of hope chimed in and drummed her misery away.

     “Since … since, Cana is away,” asked Nanda, “do you think … you could tell me about how you two met?”

     “Cana requested that I not talk about how we met. However, considering the details, he specifically said not while he was around. So, yes, I can tell you about him. He never mentioned that I couldn’t tell you when he was away.”

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