Sixty-Three
Friday, December 24
Coxen Hole
Thomas sat at Eva’s kitchen table enjoying a traditional breakfast of beans, eggs, and a white sweaty farm cheese. It turned out that Eva could cook as well as her mother. Soledad poured him a glass of agua fresco de tamarindo. She said she’d remembered how much he’d liked it on his last trip to Roatan, and she’d made it just for him.
Thomas couldn’t believe he’d never realized she was Eva’s daughter. In hindsight, of course she was. The resemblance was striking. And now Sol was becoming a woman. Thomas was glad that Mel would be around to chase off any young men with malintent. He was also glad that Sol studied Vovinam. In his opinion, every woman should be able to defend herself if the need arose. Especially with men like Julian about.
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