The Salt

Driving in the darkness, watching the opossums and armadillos walk from side to side on the lane. Listening to the white noise on the radio, going forward with no direction.

Little Lillie would not stop staring a hole on my face. I did feel a little guilty, but it was no use, with some luck, Rose would be mad at me for long enough. However, reality was that she would run to me wondering what she did wrong and expecting me to forgive her for it. Though she could not be that stupid, she only wants to continue tasting the sweet and sourness of our "love".

_ Do you want to sit on the front?

_ Why would I! doesn't it belong to Rosette

_ She's gone, Dont you have eyes

_ You love her, why are you so mean

_ Love is like that

_ That's not right you STUPID, love is powerful and if you are gifted you can transform into a pony with wings and..

_ ok....

_ But you are only Mean

_ people who love each other cheat...

_ Because they don't love each other enough.

_ Love isn't what you think Lillie, it is nothing but a dumb founded sense of happiness and wears off in no time.

_ So you don't love her anymore?

_..... Maybe I never loved her to begin with

_ Well, aren't you a piece of shit

_ I guess I am

_ I dont believe you

_ why..

_You always lie.

after having arrived home, Little Lillie only left the Van without a word, I could sense when was disappointed. But I could do nothing about it.

_Nari! set the lamps up, that way you dont' have to wake up early tomorrow.

_Ugh Maa, it fucking dark

_ Fine then, do it tomorrow, but if you dont..

_ Fine! I will do it right now.

Looking at the place from outside, the wooden walls, the rock flour, all the sand and dirt, the smell of fish, everything about it was low quality, not like the big houses in the States. No AC, no phone signal, it will be hell for them, why would they come to a place like this. Some old lamps won't make up for the rest, I even doubt they still work.

The sound of the waves overlap each other and hit the rocks at the shore was however something you can't leave behind, and that is the reason the beach is so addictive.

While I hung the lamp in the branches around the house, Merlin watched in the hammock. The breeze was nice. Little lillie was already sleeping, Merlin was struggling to keep her eyes open.

_ You know...your brother wants to rent Mamía's home if they decide to stay longer

_ hmmm

_ what do you think, after all you were closer to her than I was, though she was my mother.

_ It's fine with me, it looks lonely, she's not there anymore. It would be sad if she was. I think even she would like to leave everything behind.

_ Should they keep the furniture?

_ I don't think that matters, I will only take some blankets and little shell decorations.

_I guess she would have liked that you kept them.

_mhm

_ Are you fine with them coming?

_I just don't get why would they leave their lives in the great city.

_What would you know

To me it seemed Merlin wanted them to stay, she probably felt isolated, she might have had a weird fetish with city people. Or maybe she only wanted something to fill the empty space Mamía left.

_ You have to treat them nicely

_ Is that so?

_....Ugh, you are such a bother, I am leaving.

_ mhm

People that have seen things, are open minded to different things. But having had sex on the same place where Mamía was found dead, could possibly not be the things city people are open to. In such places where you have to drive more than an hour to reach the closest civilization, crimes are always well hidden, no police cares, no one speaks, they only judge in silence, and feed their kids a piece of it. punishment does not go beyond judgment. But in places like this, having sinned is the worst only when they don't want to see it.