The Tie That Binds
Blessed be the tie that binds…….The words of that song drifted through the night air as I sat on the bank of the Chrystal clear stream. The little church up the road, was having a revival and they were singing that song before the preaching started.
My mind went back to where I was stationed 4 years ago. I was in Columbia working in a drug cartel. The members were all seasoned killers and my life was worth nothing to them. One mistake and I would be fodder for any one of their machine guns.
I had always been a thrill seeker, so this assignment was going to be a piece of cake. I would spend one month there and gain all the information needed to send Arturo, the leader, to the Pen for life. That is if I didn’t blow my cover, and the rest of the Cartel didn’t wipe out the reigning government of Las Dios.
Everything was going pretty smoothly; I had almost all the information I needed to take back with me to Austin. Then into the room walked Margarita. I never saw a more classic beauty in my entire life. Her hair was raven black and draped down to her waist. Her skin was olive color and clear as a bell. As she walked into the room, it was as if she were floating on air.
Of course, all eyes were fastened on her as she glided in, but her black round eyes saw no one but me. They pierced the air like daggers as her gaze met my eager stare. At the same time, her big brother sat in the corner of the room taking in all of my thoughts. He casually mentioned, he would have no hesitation about killing anyone who touched Margarita. That statement certainly shattered my dream of a relationship with her.
The next day, I was doing my daily routine, when out of the private garden strolled Margarita. She spoke to me in a low voice, “Will you come tonight to the little church down the road, they are having a revival. I know all the boys at the ranch are Catholic, but you are different. I saw that last night. Going to this little church is the only way I can get out of my brother’s sight. Naturally, I agreed to meet her there. My heart pounding, I weaved my way back to my apartment, anticipating the coming event.
When I arrived at the church, the congregation was singing Blessed be the Tie That binds. It brought back many pleasant memories of my youth. Margarita was waiting their for me. We sat through the service and then went for a walk down by the town stream. What a beautiful evening! We talked of many things, then we agreed to meet there again the next night.
These meetings continued for about 2 weeks, and admittedly I fell madly in love with her, I made plans to get her out of there on Saturday. I would borrow one of the jeeps and drive up in the hills to the border. I knew a little used road, which I had taken many times to turn over my reports to the agency in Texas.
These arrangements made, I packed up all my belongings, and stuffed them into a black jeep. It was a very dark night which was great, we couldn’t be seen as easily. I drove over to Margarita’s bungalow, and helped her get her bags in the jeep.
Everything was going so smoothly, that I had the feeling something was wrong. Well, my feeling was right.. We turned onto the Prickly River road and were greeted a group of Arturo’s thugs. “Get down,” she said, “I will stall them off. You head for the border “. “No, I won’t leave with out you ,” I retorted. Then the bullets started flying. She screamed “GO” and jumped out of the jeep. I started up the jeep and took off . I turned around long enough to see Margarita fall to the ground as one of the bullets hit her.
The tears were now falling on my shirt in a fast tirade. Feeling very guilt y, I continued to the border, knowing that I had killed Margarita.
That ’s why the song Blessed be the tie that binds …has such meaning for me. I will be tied to her for life.
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