Kyle is somewhat surprised to find out that Emily plans to visit a faith healer when they get to Cozumel. Already smitten, he wants her to get her miracle, because it was something he couldn’t do for his wife.
“I’ll be back after dinner,” he told her as he spun her the other way. “Take good care of her.”
“Only the best,” she gasped, giggling.
Kyle dipped, raising her slowly, humming. He danced out the door and was still dancing when he met his children.
“You’re happy today,” Carmelita smirked at him.
“I am.” He swung her into his dance, spinning her around.
“Any particular reason I should know about?”
“Nothing different than we’ve already talked about.”
“Is Miss Emily going with us, Daddy?”
“Not today, sweetie. She’s still not feeling very well.”
“That’s what the doctor is trying to figure out, honey.”
He had no intention of telling her. A silent agreement with his older children told him they wouldn’t say anything either.
They had a wonderful day in Cancun seeing all the sights. Kyle found his senses on overload. There was too much to see and too many things to do in one day. Exhausted, laden with their souvenirs, they went back to the ship for dinner.
To his surprise, Emily was sitting at their table when the family arrived. She smiled and waved as the children rushed to greet her. Kyle waited until they’d given her the 90 second highlight of their day and taken their seats before bending over to give her a kiss.
“I missed you today. Did you have fun?” She asked, the sparkle in her eyes.
“I missed you too. We had a great time. It would have been better with you there.”
“It will take me awhile to get where I want to see Cancun again.”
“Maybe we can come back and visit next year,” he murmured.
Her eyes filled with tears, but she smiled, taking his hand. “I’d like that.”
“Then it’s a date. Speaking of which…. Do you realize this is our anniversary?”
She giggled, blushing. The extra color looked good on her. “Is it?”
“It is. We’ve known one another exactly 72 hours. So I brought you something.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“I know. But it was so silly and ridiculous, I had to buy it.” He handed her a gift bag.
Digging into it, she brought out a snow globe with ‘Cancun’ in huge, pink letters. The water was green and had plastic shells mixed with glitter and plastic snow. When she shook it, it lit up.
“You paid money for this?” She giggled and shook the globe again.
“About two American dollars for it. Horrid, isn’t it? But the 72 hour anniversary is the plastic snow globe anniversary. I felt compelled.”
“It’s hideous. I’ll treasure it forever.” Her voice was drenched with sarcasm.
“Great.” He kissed her on the nose. “Now look in the bag again for your real present.”
She dug deeper, pulling out a small, flat package. Eyes curious, she opened it. Inside was a hand carved rosary made of Mexican jade. The detail on the crucifix was incredible. She could even see beads of blood under the crown of thorns. A small prayer book was in the bag at the very bottom.
Emily gasped, covering her mouth, trying not to cry. “It’s beautiful! Thank you, Kyle. Thank you so much!”
“I found a priest and asked him to bless it for you. We happened to pass by a church on the way back to the ship.”
“He’s failing to mention we had to go six blocks out of our way to happen upon that priest,” Carmelita smirked at Kyle. “But he coerced him into blessing it for him.”
“How on Earth did you manage to do that?”
“Six years of Spanish. Never really needed it until today. He was delighted to do it for me when I told him my girlfriend was sick on board ship.”
“Yeah, well, this is our sixth date, you know.”
“So it is!”
“Some might debate that it was our seventh, but I don’t think I can count when I visited you in the infirmary because you were unconscious.”
“No, we can’t count that. Both parties have to be awake for it to be a date.”
“True. I asked for him to put special blessings on it for you, Emily. Take it with you when we go see the priest in Cozumel.”
© 2014 Dellani Oakes