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Music Under the Stars

Richard Yañez

After a few days apart because of different work schedules, Raul and Elena decided to do something together on a Sunday. He suggested a couple of movies listed in the paper. She glanced at them and said she didn’t like anything that was playing. He hid his disappointment and kept looking through the Calendar section. When he read a listing for an event called “Music Under the Stars,” he saw her get excited about the outdoor concert series, which was held every summer at the Chamizal National Park near the Cordova Bridge. He’d always heard about it, but it was nothing he’d ever known his family to do. Not like their trips to Western Playland Amusement Park or drives to Carlsbad Caverns. “I’m not sure I like Tex-Mex,” he told her when she read the description of the musical act that night. “C’mon, it’s something different. Let’s check it out, cariño.” She nestled next to him. He wanted to think of some kind of excuse, but he was too distracted by her tight T-shirt and gym shorts. “No, no,” she said as he slipped a hand underneath her shirt, “If we start that, we’ll never leave.” “We have time,” he insisted by pushing his way up to her breasts. For a second, he thought there’d be a quick, intimate matinee, but she slipped away. “I’m getting in the shower. Grab a book or something.” She said this in an encouraging tone more than meaning it as a punishment. He distracted himself by looking through her bookshelves. Skipping over many hardback and paperback books, he picked through her rows of cassettes and cds. She knew 22 BorderSenses vol. 17 | YAÑEZ

BorderSenses Journal Vol 17  

BorderSenses Journal Vol 17

BorderSenses Journal Vol 17  

BorderSenses Journal Vol 17

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