Ended? by Kilby Blades

Author:Kilby Blades [Blades, Kilby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781733867481
Publisher: Luxe Publishing

13 Silver Spring

Time cast a spell on you

but you won't forget me.

I know I could have loved you

but you would not let me.

I’ll follow you down until the sound

of my voice will haunt you.

You'll never get away from the sound

of the woman that loved you.

-Fleetwood Mac, Silver Spring

* * *

Roxy (Junior Year)

"I think that's his train," I muttered biting my nails in anticipation, trying not to bounce in my seat at the outdoor café.

I looked to Jane hopefully. She rolled her eyes before pulling out a Camel Light.

"We're not in Switzerland, Rox. We'll probably be here another hour. These Spanish trains take their goddamn time."

She lit her cigarette and inhaled deeply. I sipped my sangria in defeat. We were at the train station in Donostia, better known as San Sebastián, waiting for Jagger and his friend. I was starting to get antsy—his train was already forty-five minutes late, and we'd be together for fewer than thirty-six hours.

I'd been in San Sebastián for the first part the summer doing research for a professor writing about terrorism paradigms worldwide. I was charged with deconstructing the role of ETA and other Basque separatist efforts in the corresponding regions in France and Spain. My primary contact was my Brown professor's colleague at the University of the Basque Country. In that short time, I'd already fallen in love with Spain, and my Spanish was improving.

My six-week assignment had ended the week before, and it was already the first week in July. I spent a few days exploring the coast with Beatriz, a friend I'd met two weeks after arriving in Donostia. Beatriz and I had returned on Saturday, just in time for me to meet up with Jane. In the two days since, we'd been catching up and I'd been not-so-patiently waiting for Jagger.

Contrary to Jane’s initial cynicism, it was—indeed—a train. What seemed like far too many people got off. I tried not to seem overly-eager as I scanned the crowd and didn’t see a trace of Jagger. I didn’t want to think about how disappointed I would be if something had happened and he hadn’t gotten off.

"Kaixo, preciosa," said a smooth voice behind me before strong arms pulled me up and into a tight hug.

I inhaled his scent and sighed contentedly. Trust Jagger to know how to greet me flawlessly in Basque.

"Kaixo, querido," I murmured into his ear, every cell in my body overcome with relief.

We hugged for a long time. He smelled wonderful for someone who'd been on an all-night train and his arms around me felt predictably amazing. I made no effort to pull away, but when we finally did, he cradled my jaw in his palms. I got a good look at him then. It no longer surprised me that he only got better-looking with time.

“Cato, this is Roxy," he said, not taking his eyes off of mine.

Oh, that's right—we're not alone.

Remembering my manners, I stepped forward to greet Cato with four very European kisses on the cheek. Jagger, ever the gentleman, did the same with Jane, though I happened to know she kind of freaked him out.

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