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The kids we had caught were carrying jugs of water and cold tea to refill whoever needed it.Six people, some men and some women, met with me as we began our planning. I said I need a couple of days to check some things out and we’d meet again. They all hugged me and I did know what “Gracias” meant.That night Isidra was practically in tears as she got in bed with me. “How could I have ever found such a kind and loving man. First you rescue me and now a village. You are an angel!”I cut that short, feeling embarrassed, “I’m just doing what I can and am grateful I have resources to share.” Maria and Kristi also piled naked in my bed, wanting to be “blessed” by an angel. I had to send them back to their own beds with a promise for another time. My remaining energy was for my soulmate.While the participating families cleared the two acres that we decided the best suited for a vegetable garden, I ordered a roto-tiller to be shipped from the states. Fencing materials could be obtained. That was the last time I played chess with her alone in my quarters though the door was never closed. And the last time I came to visit her at the apothecary, except on those occasions where official duties required. And so at night I lay awake with those twin memories of the Sultana’s vibrant skin, Del’s soft voice and the realization that I could have neither of the women who had touched me most. And so it was that the Day of Choosing began. It began in the usual rush, as the piper announced that the Sultana had left the palace and begun her journey to our hospitality. Young girls screeched and shuffled to take their places in the reviewing line, and boys elbowed each other aside, often pushing aside the younger ones so they might be seen first. I allowed this small mayhem, for the older children had been seen before, and felt the greater despair that they had not been chosen. Secretly I hoped for them, particularly for Tamil who had changed so much for the better in this past.
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