Vas Con Dios, Friday Fictioneers

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Imagine by Lucy Fridkin

Vas Con Dios

The playa was quiet, a lazy wave lapped the sand and a gull called down the sun. The salt from the sea and the sweat of the afternoon mingled. The courtship had been fast by design: a smoldering glance and a short skirt.

Not nearly enough time to savor the revenge.

He slithered to his back and whispered a vulgar invitation. She lifted the damp sheet and slid over him.

Given the perfect angle, what was a girl to do?

The dagger plunge between his ribs. It seemed a shame to rush his demise but justice was often swift.
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This was in my town’s square outside of one of the oldest missions in Baja Mexico. The dancers were celebrating Revolutionary Day.

La senorita está esperando y esperando bailar
Photo by T. Delaplain

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40 thoughts on “Vas Con Dios, Friday Fictioneers

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  1. Dear Tracey,

    Mexico suits you. I too loved the gull calling down the sun and I loved the woman with a plan, unafraid to carry it out. Very smooth and strong writing. Well done. The title is a subtle one and pretty perfect for this tale.

    Yours,

    Doug

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  2. Great job, Tracey! I’d like to think it took place during the revolution. Why not? A lot happened down there.

    My great-grandfather was a doctor, by the way, for the Mexican Railroad back in the days of Pancho Villa (yes, and worked on him whenever Villa got wounded). My great-grandmother, who was a Spaniard, was named Maria de Loreto Bernal y Cavasos (they called her Loretta here), so the sign is of big interest for me. That picture rocks! Good old black and white, crisp, detailed. It don’t get much better than that. 😉

    Five out of five whoopee cay-yiy-yays!

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