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Angela
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Date Posted: 19:00:31 11/19/01 Mon
The Drive through the Mountains:
Imanol reluctantly releases her hands and puts a key in the ignition and then his hands on the steering wheel, and playfully winks and tells Marina, "Naolinco and Xalapa, here come Huesito and the yuppie of Stanford." Marina leans back into her seat, stifles a big yawn, by putting a slender hand to her mouth. Imanol turns his head, smiles at her and tells her, "Take a nap chiquita, it'll be a couple of hours before we get there, and it is only 5:30am." Marina smiles back at him, gratefully replying, "Okay caballero mio." Then Marina's face fills with consternation, as she cries, "Oh no, I forgot my little traveling pillow and I don't know if Nana packed another one for me or not.!" Imanol jokingly asks, "What are "caballeros" for,if not to help our Ladies in distress?" as he puts an arm around his seat, feels around the back seat for a minute, then pulls a light blue little traveling pillow out to the front and presents it to Marina with a grin on his handsome face and a flourish of his arm. A distracted Marina jumps in her seat ,for she has been too busy watching the play of muscles along Imanol's arm that was stretched behind his seat to pay attention to what Imanol was doing. While an embarrassed Marina stammers out her thanks, accepts the pillow,and puts it behind her neck, Imanol laughs lightly and says,"It was my pleasure Marina, my Lady. I'm always at your service," then with a tender hand, he gently smooths one of Marina's cheeks. Marina softly clasps his hand at her cheek, with one of her own and squeezes it lovingly. A few moments later, the car roars to life and Imanol drives off. Marina's eyelids flutter downward, as sleep claims her for another hour or so.
Marina's sapphire blue eyes fly open and she quietly asks Imanol, "Where are we?", as she turns her head to the window. She, then presses her nose against the window and fascinated stares at the coffee and banana plantations that Imanol drives by. Imanol happily answers her, his hazel eyes twinkling, "Good Morning, again Huesito. We're heading into the mountains, right now." Marina, turns to look at him and plucks at his arm, crying "Did you see the donkey at that last plantation we passed?" "Yes, I did," responds an indulgent Imanol.
They drive further into the mountains, weaving and twisting along the curves of the road.
Marina spots some fruit stalls on the side of the road, she pleads " Please Imanol, can we stop and buy some mangos, oranges,bananas, etc... I'm starving" and her stomach grumbles to prove the truth of her statement. A relaxed Imanol agrees, "Yes, we'll stop because I don't want you fainting on me, again chiquita. I've got a full day planned for us." They stop and buy the fruit served in fruit cups ,decide to eat it al fresco by sitting at a little picnic table to the side of the stalls, where they take the time to furthur admire the morning, the sun rising over the mountains, warming their day,the mountains themselves full of interesting gorges and peaks,the greeness of the vegetation around them, the wildflowers growing along the roadside, the breeze playing with their hair, etc... Imanol finishes his fruit first. He then stands up, excitedly pulls his new digital camara out of his tee shirt pocket, and enthusiastically asks, "Marina, will you pose there, in front of the orange trees?" A still seated Marina, polishes off the last piece of fruit in her fruit cup. Then a pair of glowing azure eyes look up into a pair of waiting golden eyes, the blue eyes gleam with mischief as Marina playfully responds, "You forgot to say the magic word."(As she teases Imanol, she begins to get up from the table.) Imanol gives Marina a mock glare, then rolls his eyes and says, "Please." Marina walks over to stand in front of the trees. She giggles and asks "Will this do, Imanol?" Marina puts her hands palms down on the back pockets of her jeans, leans her left shoulder foreward, turns her head to rest her chin on her left shoulder, her golden tresses fall in soft waves against her right shoulder, her sky colored eyes shine gleefully and her rosy lips curl into a coquetish smile. Imanol's hazel eyes widen. He swallows a lump in his throat and huskily pronounces, "It'll do." Imanol then takes the photo. He then asks one of the boys, minding one of the fruit stalls to take a photo of them. Marina jests, "Are you sure you want to take another photo with people in it? I heard you say that you like to take photos of nature, late afternoons and sunsets." Imanol strides over to Marina(who's relaxed her pose, but her eyes are still shining and her lips are still curling upwards.)Imanol declares teasingly, "after all those things, you are my favorite subject for a photo." Marina chuckles and replies dryly, "Thanks a lot." Imanol clasps Marina gently by the shoulders,turns her sideways. He sets himself right behind her(her back leans against his chest.) Imanol then hands the camara to the boy, (with instructions to the boy on how to shoot the photo), tells him to wait a minute or two, lovingly wraps his right arm around Marina's collarbone, his left arm slants semi-vertically across Marina's torso pinning Marina's left shoulder under his arm. His right hand holds his left elbow. (Imanol has Marina right where he wants her, in his tender and strong embrace.) Marina's right hand comes up to rest on Imanol's forearm, her left hand rises to lie on Imanol's wrist. Imanol's right cheek lies smoothly against the right side of Marina's head. Marina and Imanol both look at the camara with their eyes lit up with love and two wide smiles curving their lips upward. The boy takes their photo, returns the camara to Imanol(who pays him a little something for his trouble.)
Imanol then shoots a few photos of the mountains, orange trees, wildflowers, etc... Marina waits patiently, bemused by Imanol's delight of photography.
They finally get back to the car and take off again. As Imanol backs up the car, to get back on the main road, Marina gives the boys in the fruit stand a wave goodbye. Then she turns back and questions, "Imanol?" Imanol is watching the road, so he answers a bit absently, "What Huesito?" Marina slyly responds, "I want to learn how to drive." For a second, Imanol swerves the car on the highway,that's empty of cars, except for themselves, as he turns to gape at Marina. Imanol scoffs gently,"Huesito, oil and water don't mix. Remember how we first saw each other again?" Marina,(her blue eyes flashing intensely, her hand squeezes Imanol's shoulder hard) as she replies earnestly and a bit huffily, "Well if I had a good teacher, to teach me. I'm sure I would drive really well. I'm a fast learner. At least think about it, Imanol." After a nanosecond's hesitation she adds, "Please." Imanol's right hand momentarily, comes off the steering wheel and tweaks Marina's nose playfully as he responds seriously, "Chiquita, we'll talk about it later, okay? Because right now I have to concentrate on my driving through these sometimes tricky mountain roads." Marina agrees and lightly swats his hand away from her nose. Imanol returns his full attention to the highway as they continue to head for Naolinco and Xalapa. Marina's mouth forms an "Ooh that's beautiful,"in an awed tone of voice as her azure eyes take in the sight of a small waterfall streaming down the side of mountain. "Yes, that's beautiful, but wait until we get to Naolinco." replies a content Imanol. Marina then turns back to look at Imanol, her entire face a question mark as she curiously says,"Are there more waterfalls in Naolinco?" Imanol calmy tells her,"We'll find out won't we?" "Oh you, you never want to tell me, you always like to agreeably suprise me.(well most of the time your suprises are agreeable, Barbi wasn't a nice suprise.") Imanol's hand brushes Marina's cheek softly, as he sincerely says, "I'm sorry about Barbi." "That's okay, we're together now and she's gone." Marina replies. After saying this, she asks, "how much longer until we get there?" Imanol responds excitedly, "We're here."
by Angela
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