âMaybe I did have. But you sound as if you donât really believe in any of the things I got from her.â
Ronnie shook his head. âDonât get me wrong. Itâs just that, well, you sort of lost me when you started talking about magic.â
âBut I thought you understood! Back at the Regency youâyou said you knew all about magic, and couldnât get along without it!â She looked at him accusingly. âBoy Blue, did you tell me a deliberate lie?â
âNot exactly. I mean, I didnât intend to lie, but you caught me in front of an audience, and I had to say something, fast.â He ran his tongue over suddenly dry lips, wondering what to tell her. Secretly he thought most of the so-called magic was for the birds, and that Ana MarÃa Rosalita, with her talk of hechiceras , trouble signs, and the rest, was just being silly and foolish. Still, she had known he was in danger â¦
âPlease,â he begged. âIâIâm not really as smart as people think. Itâs mainly my memory. And of course I have to bluff a lot, and pretend to know when I donât. But the truth is IâI donât know anything at all about magic.â
âOh.â She just looked at him. The way she did it made him feel very small, almost as if he were shrinking.
âBut I donât see why I canât learn,â he offered hurriedly. âAnd we might need each otherâs help. After all, weâre sure in the same boat together.â
Suddenly she giggled. âWe are in the same boat, arenât we?â Then she added gravely, âAnd naturally thereâs a reason for it.â
âHow do you figure that?â
âOh, thereâs a reason for everything. You were sent here for a reason, Boy Blue.â
âNo one sent me. I came to save my neck.â
âOf course you came to save your neck, silly! But you were sent here just the same. And maybe the reason is that we both need help, and are supposed to help each other.â
âOh, Iâll go along with it,â he said quickly. âWhen youâre as young as we are, and something happens, youâre in real trouble if youâre all alone. I found that out tonight.â
âWhat happened, Boy Blue?â
âItâs, well, sort of involved. Letâs talk about you first. What are you afraid of? The Señora?â
Her small face tightened, and she nodded slowly. âThe Señora is part of it, yes. That is the main reason I came in here. I am afraid to be in the same room with her at times. And then, I donât want to go back to Santo Domingo. Itâs an awful place.â
âBut isnât your home there?â
âNot any more. Not since Papa died.â Her chin trembled momentarily, then she said, âPapa was very rich, and a lot of people hated him, but he was all I had. Just before he died he brought me to New Orleans and put me in school, and I was supposed to stay there till I finished. But now Bernardo sends the Señora to take me out. Why? There is no reason to take me out. No good reason, I mean, that makes sense. There is no talk of putting me in another school. And Bernardo does not want me in his house. He lives in Puerto Rico now. So I will have nowhere to go unless the Señora takes me to her homeâand she lives in Santo Domingo. Anything can happen there, and nobody cares.â
She paused and looked up at him earnestly. âNow do you see how I feel?â
He nodded. Suddenly he asked, âWhereâs this boat going?â
âTo Puerto Rico. It always stops at San Juan first, then goes around to Mayagüez. Thatâs near where Bernardo lives.â
âWhatâs the next stop after Mayagüez?â
âThere isnât any. I mean, it comes straight back here to the mainland.â
âOh.â
Ronnie chewed worriedly on his lip. Puerto Rico wasnât quite his choice for a destination.