2AN: While I realize its been four years since I last updated this work of fiction, I do intend to update more frequently. Writers block and life got in the way. I've finally got back into the groove of writing again.
Chapter 2: Two Alone, Yet Not to The Heavens Above.
Author: ZeusFluff.
Disclaimer: I own everyone in this story except for the Mexican State of Chiapas.
Date Started: 6/5/09. Date Finished: 2/23/13. Hope you will all enjoy! Thanks!
January 2nd, 1994
Tila, Chiapas, Mexico
Though Padre Jose and I are alone in this empty village, we wonder why it was us that survived this horrible attack upon our people at such a prosperous time in our village. Why? But it was not up to us to determine at all. It was dios above, god alone who only knows why we were the ones left.
The wind still whistled through even the smallest of cracks in the village. There was still a small indication of fires lurking in the burnt buildings surrounding us. As ashes from the fires escaped the houses all around that were once so full of life and giving, I wondered what would happen to the memories of those who had once lived in them. A couple of houses down from mine, there used to be a beautiful thatch house with daisies out front. Blue Irises had dotted my cousin Elena's window, and the sweet smell of fresh tortilla's wafted from the Horno just to the side of the house.
My cousin Elena was a beautiful woman, though just 17, she had, had a strong head on her shoulders, and had a strong will also. My aunt and uncle had disapproved because she had met a man while she had been away in Tuxtla Gutiérrez, our capital city. Here in Tila, things used to be so easy, though difficult the work was, the lives we lived were good. She married the man she had met in Tuxtla Gutiérrez and when she was herded into the back of that truck yesterday, she was expecting a child. The child should be born any day now. I worry for her safety; for I fear that she is not safe.
"Padre Jose? I'm worried about Elena. When the soldiers took her away, she was ready I am certain to have her baby. Do you think she's in a place to have it safely? What about Armando? He'll be back in a few days from Tuxtla Gutiérrez and wonder where his wife has gone. What are we going to do?"
Padre Jose could only stare at me as if he wasn't sure himself what to say. What could he say to ease my worries? I didn't know.
"Do not worry my child, Elena will be safe. Armando is with her and god will protect them all from harm."
The prayer candles cast strange shadows throughout the church, but surprisingly, I wasn't afraid. I looked to Padre Jose again.
"I forgot Rosa. I'm going to get her. I'll be right back."
Padre Jose shook his head no at me.
"Maria, no. Stay here."
Shaking my head I made my way towards the back of the church.
"It's not that far, and I'll be right back."
As I flashed a smile at him walking out of the church, strong arms picked me up and a dirty hand covered my mouth. The next thing that happens is all blurry, other than being shoved roughly into the back of a truck covered in canvas. I hadn't a clue where we were going. But I wasn't alone. That much I knew.
To Be Continued...
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