Alicia walked toward the figure standing by the shell mound. It was Masagawa. She fanned her sage vapors north, south, east, and west and hummed a traditional chant. She did not look at Alicia but talked to her.
“You take greetings north and see Nina’s new baba. Many moons wait for you.” Alicia knew Masagawa was speaking of her long journey to Monterey.
“You still visit the mounds?” How did she manage to travel all this way from her new village? “You can come with me to see Nina.”
“Masagawa live here now, with ancestors.” She set down her abalone bowl of smoldering sage. Her wrinkled face and hands were browned from years of sun. “And the baba?”
“Little Carlos? You were right. His arrival put an end to Captain Harris at Rancho Refugio. You remembered my worries.”
“Worries and blessings travel together in the same bundle. Mama and Papa understand this.” Masagawa looked toward Papa and Ernesto walking away. Alicia wondered how much she knew about the shipwreck. It was not only the past that Alicia wondered about, but the future. What would become of Rancho Refugio and the village?
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