The crying woman- page eight to page ten.

The crying woman- page eight

A Chapter by Coyote Poetry
Three chapter.     

                The crying woman- Page eight

(This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.)

We relaxed till four thirty pm. We talked little and I went swimming alone and I enjoyed the chill of the water. Lawrence left and he returned with three books and he changed the music. I liked the music, no words, just music, taking me to a better place and time. I saw myself swimming in the Monterey Bay with my father waving to me.  After I spend one hour in the pool, I went and I sat with him. He told me. You are my Irish girl dream dear Carolina. Your hair of ginger like a resting sea-maiden near the sea. Your eyes, ever-changing and I know your mind always moving and wandering. You are a restless soul and you were held captured for too many years. I have a gift for you. He handed me three books. Hemingway, ” Moveable feast”, Jack Kerouac “Big Sur” and Jack London book “When Gods laugh”. I told him. I love the books and what is this wonderful music Lawrence? The music is Frederic Chopin he told me. He whispered dear Aunti Emma make him create and I love the three books. Hemingway told us the truth and we didn’t listen. Jack London words are so damn true. London told us, most men learn too late. We cannot win. God always win. We are just sheep being led to the slaughter. Better to be the wolf chasing the prey than trying to escape. Better to die with your pride in tact, not begging for mercy from the gods who had forgotten us. This is our decision dear Carolina. You asked me earlier. What do I want from you? This late afternoon, a slow dance near the pool and for us to enjoy some wine and some good food. I need some tomfoolery dear Carolina. He stood-up and he asked for a dance. I stood-up and I fell into his arms. He was still good looking, in his early fifties, dark brown skin and the blackest hair and eyes I ever seen. We danced to the flowing music and I liked the feel of his body near. He told me. You feel like a tropical paradise, a wonder lust dreams and a dangerous sea. Are you siren or muse dear Carolina? I laughed at his words and I told him. I could be both. We went to the kitchen. The food of spicy seafoods and the rib-eye steaks wrapped tightly and smelling so good. A large salad was prepared and two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine were waiting. I ate the meal slowly and Lawrence watched me. He laughed and he told me. Dear Carolina. You will become a Reno’s legend. You enjoy the pleasures of life. We must Carolina. We had light conversation and we drank the red wine. A woman came and she cleaned the table and he told me. Time to prepare for the night. Thank you beautiful Carolina for the wonderful day.

I went to a private room and I found some new clothing. A silky black dress, black stockings, silky panties and bra. I caressed the softness of the material and I felt hot and sexy for the first time in 10 years. I laughed at my thoughts. I told the mirror, seeing herself in the bathing suit. I feel passion in my old bones and I smiled and I laughed. I dressed slowly and I twirled in front of the mirror in the black dress. I told the mirror. Am I pretty? I went to the kitchen and Lawrence turned and he saw me. He told me. Your smile, your laughter, for me is ambrosia. He came to me and he told me. Tonight will be your last night in the hotel Carolina. If you want? I can find you a apartment in Midtown. I smiled and I looked sad. I have nothing to give you back in return Lawrence. He embrace me tightly and he whispered. Life is give and take. I know Carolina, everything we want, cost something. Sometime can cost us everything we loved or believe worthwhile.

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We went to the jazz club and the music was wonderful. The club had a dance floor and after the many drinks kicks in. We danced to the music. We danced for hours and he would steal a kiss and tell me. I was beautiful. I felt good for the first time in years. He held my hands and he told me. A early night dear Carolina. He took me back to the hotel at twelve midnight and he told me. I will see you tomorrow dear Carolina and thank you for the wonderful night. I went to my room light-headed and I heard someone crying. I followed the sound of the crying and in the deep hallway of the hotel was a crying woman with her head in her lap. She looked-up and she told me. They will give you everything, steal and steal from your soul and your beliefs. You will learn to love greed, lust and gluttony and you will forget everything you loved and knew. The Devil dresses in fancy suits and they can twist the truth and he can spin a lie. If you stay. Reno, the Devil’s den will add you to her numbers of people lost in the lost and found. Never to be found again. You will die alone. I went to touch her and she got-up quickly. She walked away from me and she disappeared into the air in the distance. I thought I was losing my mind and I returned to my room.

I stripped to bare-ass and I climbed into my bed. I wondered, should I stay or leave? Was the crying woman, a warning? I fell asleep and I awoke at seven am. There was a envelope with fifteen hundred dollar bills and a note. Marcello wrote her. Lawrence is vey happy. He told me to tell you. Have everything you own packed and ready. Today at noon, he will take you to your new home. I left the hotel and I called my mother. She asked me, where did you get the money, honey? I told her. I found  a good job and I heard sadness in her voice. I asked her, what is wrong mom after a long silence. With sadness in her voice, she told me. Paul came with a court order and the court gave him 100% rights to Silvia. He took her away and she was crying your name. When will you return home? I started to cry and my mother asked. Are you going to be alright honey?  I told her. I will be alright and I am sending you a thousand dollars today. Please buy your medicine and I love you mom. She told me. Thank you for the money dear. The bills are pay and I have enough food to cook and eat. I miss you. Remember, you will always be my baby girl. I told her. If you need anything, please ask Mama. She told me. All I want is you to be alright, we can overcome this and baby girl. I am here for you always.

I found my breakfast restaurant and I ate lightly. I wanted to cry and I knew. There was nothing I could do. I went to the coffee shop and Lawrence joined me. He asked me. Dear Carolina, are you okay? I smiled and I told him. I am okay, just some family problems. He looked serious and he asked. Do you need help? I told him, thank you Marcello. I create a mess and I must live in the mess, I create. He took my hands and he told me. Thank you for making Lawrence happy. You are my angel and he told me. You made a old man smile. I was thinking. My heart was broken and today I felt empty and alone. I hated everything in this second and I had nothing to lose no-more. Maybe Reno was my place now? I thanks Marcell and he tossed a twenty dollar bill on the table for my coffee. He smiled and he told me. Best way to feel better. Buy something new and beautiful. I left him and I went to the Western Union. I send the thousand dollars to my mother and I found a fancy dress shop. I fell in love with a knee-high and sleeveless peach colored dress and I bought peach colored shoes. I bought some black silky stocking and I stood in my new dress and shoes. I looked into the mirror and I told myself. Fuck everything, fuck everybody.

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I went back to the hotel room. I packed slowly and the new dresses, I left on the hangers. I tossed away my old bras and underwear. I held a old pair of my underwear. I laughed and I told myself. No-more grandma underwear and bras. My three old dresses I kept. They were cotton and in the Reno hot days. Needed the light Summer dresses. I took a long shower and I put on my new peach dress and I loved the feel of the dress again my skin. The lady at the store told me. Made with China silk and I was the most beautiful lady in Reno. I had two suitcases were filled-up and I held my two dresses. Lawrence came at noon and he helped me put the suitcases into the car. He told me. He loved my dress, made my hair look like a wild Summer day. Made my pale skin come alive and so tempting. He asked me, was I okay? I looked away from him and I told him. A hard morning and my first tears begin to fall. He came to me and he hugged me gently and he told me. The world can be shit sometimes dear Carolina. We must attempt to make the world better. We must paint our world colorful and hopeful, where we can win sometimes.

He took me to the new town houses in Midtown and he helped me carry my suitcases and dresses into the house. We stood at the door and he handed me some keys. He told me. This is your home now, if you want? Your old car is fixed and the car is in the garage. Let’s look at your new home. I unlocked the door and I saw a brand-new clean and perfect home. The house was lightly furniture and had many windows. I loved the Mexican art on the walls and I wandered into the modern kitchen. The kitchen was ready. Had a coffee maker, three-piece toaster maker and was fully stocked with food. I went to the bedroom, a king size bed facing the window and a large shiny bathroom. We went to the living room and we sat in the leather furniture and I told Lawrence. I love the house. He told me. I left the house lightly with furniture and artwork. You can decide what you need. I bought you a  boat load of books, on the bookshelf. I hope you like. I held silence, not believing this to be true. He went to the small bar in the right corner of the living room and he made some drinks. He told me. I ensured, you have a good assortment of good drink. Sometime with the heat of Reno. Better to stay home and leave the heat outside. I have your Johnnie Walker, many tasty rums and tequila. He brought two Tom Collins and two double shots of the Johnnie Walker. He gave me the drinks and he told me. Do you like Carolina? If you want to stay. We will toast to your new home and your new life. I raised the Johnnie Walker to the sky and we touched glasses. I told him. To my new home, my new friends and my new life. I hope and pray better than yesterday. We drank the whiskey and I told him. Thank you Lawrence for being with me and the shit, we learn to swim in.

Lawrence went to the bar and he brought back the Johnnie Walker and he poured the glasses filled again. They touch glasses and drank the whiskey. He told her. Can I do anything for you? She smiled and she told him. Please take me to the king size bed, get me naked and make me forget who I am. He laughed at her words and he told her. We must do something first. I have seen darks things and I have seen the light. Now I do things to make me feel better, more prettier. The ancient people been using for 5000 years. The dream gun make the messy world seem far away. He took my hand and we walked toward the bedroom. I waited on the bed as Lawrence prepared a ivory and fancy opium pipe. He had a large case with some tools. I watched him lite the pipe and he loaded a white/brown chemical into the pipe. He asked me. Have you done opium Carolina. Opium is cool, your opium dreams belong to you. No-one can take them. He sat with me and I took the pipe. I smoke slowly, shallowing the smoke deeply. I smoke the pipe four times and I took deep breathe feeling my mind, my body become lighter. I saw him smiling as I laid upon the bed. He took off my shoes, caressed my feet for a long time. He watched my eyes closed and I wandered away to wild dreams. I remember rising up, I took off my dress, my panties and released my bra. I laid nude upon the bed and Lawrence stripped off his clothing and he joined me on the bed. He caressed my legs, my stomach and my breasts. I remembered long kisses and many hands on my willing skin. I fell into the opium dreams and my body came alive. I felt like I was dancing freely without doubt of my needs. I remembered Lawrence whispering to me. You are so beautiful Carolina.

Coyote