“Elvisa is there anything else that I can do.”
Your Abuela did not look up, “No Nico, I think that I can take over from here.”
Strange things started to happen to me. I started to have these dreams at night. Mycravings for lust began to grow and each night I would massage my private parts until Iwas almost exploding with pleasure. I didn’t know what was happening to me, and I wasway too afraid to mention it to your great abuela. There were some nights when I wokeup in strange places, in someone else’s bed. I would open my eyes and feel someone ontop of me, caressing me, inside of me. I thought that I was losing my mind. Until, mystomach started to grow. I tried to hide it from your Great Abuelo because I knew that hewould kill me. But I wanted to hide my pregnancy because I didn’t know who the fatherwas.
One day I heard your great abuelo and abuela arguing.
“She sneaks out at night. When you go to bed, she’s climbs out the window and hassex with strange men,” your great abuelo yelled.
“No, Maria wouldn’t do that. She knows nothing about sex. My God, the girl is onlythirteen.”
It came to a point that your great abuelo couldn’t even look at me anymore. Yourgreat abuela couldn’t deny that I was having sex after I had my first baby at fourteen.Strange enough, she never asked me who the father was. She never asked me how I gotpregnant. It was like she knew. She helped me take care of your momma. She nevercomplained, but there was something that was changing inside of her. It was almost likeshe was losing a little bit of her power, of her spark.
Nelly, we fell on hard times. It seems that no matter what we did, we just couldn’tmake enough money. We began to sell everything in our home. Our house, once joyfuland alive with people, was as dead as a cemetery. It seemed like your great abuela’sjoyous spirit had dried up like a shriveled sponge. She stayed in bed most days, and juststared out the window, fondling her necklace with the black and white charm. Your greatabuelo began to stay away for long stretches of time, until one day he didn’t come homeat all. We combed the island, looking for him, until we found out by a few relatives thathe was living with another woman.
On her good days, your great abuela would attend mass on Sundays and then comehome and pray for hours. She would walk around our garden looking for new herbs orbotanicals to use in one of her ebbos. She could do wonders to cure other people, but forsome reason, she did not have the ability to cure herself. It broke my heart, to see herwalking around our home. She coughed from the phlegm that was always stuck in throat.She couldn’t move without the support of a cane, or an idle piece of furniture.Sometimes, your momma and me would run over and catch her before she damn near fellover.
I didn’t know what to do. One night when I was lying in bed, I heard a voice; it wasNico. I needed to go to him. He would be able to make everything better. There was thismysterious force pulling me through the night. There was a thick cast of fog. The mistwas so damp that it caused my white night gown to cling to me. My bare feet were onautopilot. When I got there, I stood on the porch. Not really sure what to do. I walked intothe home and I saw that several candles were lit. And Nico was standing in a corner.
“My momma is sick and I need you to make her better,” I said.
He just stood there, in the dark looking at me.
“Please, I’ll do anything.” I pleaded.
Without thinking, I took off my dress. Nico came forward and placed his bare handson my waist and drew me close to him. He then he began to fondle my breasts; I purredlike a kitten as I felt his clumsy hands wander down to my buttocks and then the areabetween my thighs. I looked down and saw that he had grown an erection. I felt a rush ofenergy as he kissed my small perky breasts, and I reached up to capture his lips in apassionate kiss.
He picked me up and took me to another room, where he laid me down on the bed.Our lovemaking began. He entered me slowly and then he began to plunge into me overand over again. I wrapped my legs around his lower back and raised my hips up anddown to give it to him. Our breathing got heavy. It all ended with Nico letting out a loudmoan as all of his weight collapsed on top of me. We both laid in the bed, lifeless, but inlove. In just a few minutes after this, I got up, put on my white night gown and left hishome. I crept back into your great abuela’s house and snuggled back into my bed. Yourmomma was still fast asleep. I woke up the next morning and began to go about my dailychores as usual. I looked over and I saw that your great abuela was watching me. She hadan odd expression on her face, did she know? Of course she did; she knew everything.
