Mya found us sleeping in the
cabana the next morning. She told us
that she paid her cholu the 150 pesos he demanded from her own pocket to keep
us out of danger. We had a little bit of
beer left over from the day before that was warm…but we shared it with her for
our breakfast. We also gave her the 4
pesos we had between us and promised to get her the rest of the money she paid
her cholu before we left. Mya took the
fours pesos and placed one peso in each one of our hands and told us to keep
them forever. Since we were all close
friends, she said we should use the single peso to bind us together, four as
one, and to use to send to one another
if we ever needed help or were in trouble in the future. After Mya said goodbye and left the cabana
area, we all laughed about how serious
she was about her four amigos and four pesos, but were also happy that she told
us to forget about the 150 pesos.
Although we said that we would do as she asked and keep the four pesos
to use as a way to keep us all together and as a signal to each other that one
or the other of us needed help, I don’t
believe any of us ever thought we would have the pesos past the next round of
drinks. None of us could have imagined
just how important the four pesos became and the role they played in our lives
beyond that sunny day in Puerto Rico.
(to be continued)
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