A light clear voice came from the hacienda garden. It was sweet and soothing. Alvin paused, leaning against the broad trunk of a Spanish oak to light a thin cigarette. Smoke curled up from the brown tip stinging his eyes, rich and aromatic. He inhaled, squinting against the smoke.When the voice ceased singing, he dropped the cigarillo to the path and ground it beneath his heel."Hi" he said softly startling the singer who swung around, half-rising from the iron bench with her right hand on her left wrist."Ah!" Kiah said looking flustered. The pale hair around her face fell into her eyes as she stood up.I didn't know you were there, I'll head back inside now. She turned to go but Alvin grabbed her left hand and seeing this, she pulled away almost immediately."I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" He asked in a concerned tone.No, no, don't worry. It's nothing.He pulled out a tube of ointment at his back pocket. "Sit, let me apply it, he gestured to the bench. They both
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