Curva Peligrosa by MacKenzie Lily Iona;

Author:MacKenzie, Lily Iona;
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Regal House Publishing
Published: 2018-09-02T14:21:11+00:00

Curva on the Old North Trail

Hola, mi estimado Xavier,

I don’t know what day it is. Time swirls around me like snowflakes. And snow covers everything, falling from the sky in huge pieces. They whirl in the wind. If I listen carefully I can hear them land. They cling to everything they touch—kisses from heaven. The gods must be very passionate to send so many at once. They know a lonely mujer is here, longing for their touch. For any touch.

I got on the trail too early this spring and ran into snowstorms. The bad weather made me stay in one place for days at a time. Dios keeps me warm during long stormy nights. When the wind swoops through the mountains and wails like a hundred bad spirits, Dios yowls back. I join him—another animal.

It feels good to let loose like the dog. The wind carries my voice so far I can hear it come back to me. I pretend it’s an amiga I haven’t seen in a long time. I pretend it’s you.

Writing you gives me something to do at night besides howling at the moon and gibbering at Dios, the parrots, the horses, and the goat. It’s also a good way to practice my English. I want to leave something behind if I die here. My words might give heart to other adventurers. They’ll know a woman traveled on this trail and lived to tell about it.

It’s been snowing for days now. I wear my leather coat all the time. It’s lined with sheep’s wool and the smell underneath it is muy mal. Several layers of socks protect my feet inside fleece-lined boots. I’m grateful the sheep have given up their warmth for my sake. They’re the most useful of animals.

I’ve hunkered down in the tent. Dios and I go out only to get more firewood and to feed the horses. They look at me with big sad eyes because it’s hard for them to graze with so much snow covering the ground. We’re low on hay but I can’t let them down. That thought keeps me going. They depend on me to make it out of here. And I depend on them for everything.

I finally had to get some food for Dios and me. A vulture was circling while I was hunting for game. We’re all in the same boat doing our best to stay alive. I’ve never liked the alternative—being put six feet under.

I had better luck hunting than the vulture did. Shot a fat rabbit and skinned it. I even drank its hot blood and that warmed me. I guess some people would find drinking blood disgusting, but I’ve been doing many things I didn’t think I ever would. Survival has stripped me down to the basics. I did manage to light a fire and roast the meat so at least I ate it cooked. I’m not completely savage. Not yet. But I like flirting with the animal part of myself and feel a deep kinship with the wild creatures around me.

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