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She sat on the front porch of her uncle's farm house. Rocking in her favorite rocking chair, gently fingering the delicate bracelet of abolone that encircled her wrist. It had been the last gift she'd received from him. She looked out upon the fields as the wind gently rolled across them, creating the illusion of waves. The scene before her reminded her of their last trip together. The sound of the ocean filled her memory and she began to replay those last days together.



"Let's go to Mexico." he'd said. Always up for a repose from her studies of blood plasma and the general mind boggling knowledge of the human body, she'd readily agreed. They arrived in the small resort village on a Friday night. Dropping their bags at the hotel they went looking for the local night life. They found it and the two things they shared a passion for, tequila and Salsa dancing. The danced and drank to the wee hours of the night, then returned to their hotel for some rest.



The next morning dawned bright, beautiful, and hot. A perfect day for snorkeling. They ordered a breakfast of Belgium waffles and Bavarian coffee. The called the concierage and arranged for a cruise which offered the oppurtunity to swim with a wild pod of dolphins. Her love knew dolphins were symbolic to her. Being with them always brought her a sense of peace and a reaffirmation of her knowledge that humans were not the only intelligent beings on this earth. He had spared no expense for this simple cruise. They arrived at the dock and were greeted by the captain of the small vessel. Clad in only shorts and sandals she giggled at the captain's hirsute back and noticing his wedding band wondered how any woman could love such a hairy man. The captain invited them aboard and to her surprise there were no other passengers. Her love leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Just you and I Auroura. I wanted this to be just us." Delighted , she found her way to the front of the boat with her lover close behind and they laid on the prow as the captain expertly manuervered the small boat out of the marina and into the open waters of the Gulf. They eventually found the pod of dolphins and frolicked and played for hours in the blue waters. On the return trip she was surprised once again by a private cabin and dinner awaiting them below deck. The privacy allowed them to not only enjoy a peaceful meal on the water but the passion they found in each others bodies. They came into port wrapped in each others arms, drowsy, and ready for a peaceful nights sleep. The morning would bring on reality once again.



They woke the next morning, packed their things and headed to the airport. Little did she know that night would be the last she would spend in her lovers arms. If only she'd known. He dropped her at her house and said he'd call when he got home. But the call she got a few hours later wasn't him. His ex-girlfriend had been waiting for him at his house and when he'd come through his front door she'd shot and killed him, then herself. The woman had decried their love from the beginning but Auroura never thought it would come to this.



A sound jolted her back to the present. Music played in the background, a boys choir sang with a beautiful blend of falsetto and orchestra. Her uncle's grange lay out before her and a small voice whispered in her ear, "Mommy? Mommy why are you crying?" She just smiled and shook her head. "Mommy, tell me about daddy again." So maybe the bracelet wasn't his last gift.