In The Arms of A God

“Come on Miranda, it's been four years since that idiot left you, you should find another man who will shake the floor for you, who will grab you by the hair and slam you against the wall while he gives you control without batteries”.

The drink that I had taken from my glass of water almost shot out thanks to the great comment from my best friend. I look around and notice that several men heard Alicia's comment. I never understood how this girl can never reserve something for her alone.

“Alicia!” I reprimanded her. “Keep your damn voice down”.

“What? suddenly someone dares to talk to you.”

 “Listen to me. I lean forward.” - I prefer to be crazy about cats, before being with another man again.

In the past I was with a man who abused me in ways that even I was not aware of as a psychologist, I would say he is one of the most intelligent men, because he was able to evade and penetrate someone who was once strong and independent.

And not only that, my codependency towards him was so much that if I didn't have him by my side I felt like I was going to faint, when I wanted to realize the damage he had done to me it was too late. I moved away from my parents for all the time I was in that toxic relationship... my mother passed away and later my father died of loneliness, every day I blame myself for his deaths, so I don't allow myself to be happy.

“I don't think so, I read the letters for you and a man so handsome appeared to me that many will want to steal him from you.”

"You know what I think of that”. She rolled her eyes. - and stop doing that, one of these days you're going to sell my soul to the devil.

Alicia stares at me, I don't know what is going through her chaotic mind. She and I met at the university, she was my roommate, she was studying philology and she is one of the most intelligent people I have ever met in this life, she later studied history and now has a doctorate.

I met all his family and I can say that they are the strangest, one of his sister practices voodoo and he has another sister who is completely goth, and his younger sister is apparently the most normal among all of them, currently the doctor in front of me works Like a tarot reader at the old Waller Street Bazaar.

“Here is your account”.

The waiter interrupted my thoughts by placing the bill on the table, his gaze fixed on me and then a smile began to appear on his face, I heard Alicia trying not to laugh, so she reluctantly placed a 20 bill on the table.

“The tip can be your number”. - dared the boy.

“Bold boy, I could be your mother.” - I answer embarrassed. “You see what you cause”. I look at my friend.

"But I'm not, miss.” — The waiter insisted.

“Come on Miranda, fulfill the child's dream”. — Alicia insisted playing.

"You'd better get your ass out of your chair, I have to get back to work now."

More indignant than ever I get up taking my bag and my white work coat. We both left the restaurant under the gaze of several men and that young waiter, I felt a bit flattered, fortunately at 30 I am still doing well... or so I think.

The morning heat hits my body and itching all over my body immediately begins, that happens when the weather suddenly changes, Alicia takes out her black umbrella and places it over our heads.

“But speaking very seriously, you as a psychologist know that everything you are doing is wrong, you cannot emotionally confine yourself. How would you do it if a patient suffered the same thing as you?”

“It's different, because this is my job.”

“That's being a hypocrite and you know it.”

Of course Alicia was right, but giving it to her would be a long cleansing session to free my soul from the state of denial I've been in for four years now.

“Look at the number of men around you.” Alice points to her with her free hand. All around us, men and women walked back and forth. “Look at that.” — He points to a dark-haired man who was just crossing the street, all of his arms were tattooed and he had a very good style.

“You know, sometimes I don't understand how you're married if you're seeing other men all the time and at all times.”

"Do you think Simon doesn't see other girls? No one here is holy to pray to him”. Alice snorts.

We turned a corner and we were in the heart of the city, where my friend gave her séances, card readings, palm readings, and egg cleansings. It was still hard for me to believe that one of the best minds of the 21st century is here, of course… I respect all the people who do this, unbelievably when Alice does it, everything she says comes true. But I'm still a little skeptical.

We entered through the main arch of the square where he works, there were other stalls and restaurants where tourists ate and tried our gastronomy, and also bought souvenirs to take home. The city of Loubrook is the perfect combination between Louisiana and Cartagena architecture. It was one of the cities where slavery and the mixture of cultures took root, taking root to the last point of the city.

There is even an attraction that attracts tourists where they invent that it was this land where the first vampires, also the famous coven of the Richardson sisters, four very powerful sisters, they taught everything they knew to their followers during colonial times, it is said that during Many years they managed to bewitch many aristocrats until the massacre of the witches took place.

According to the Lesters, Alicia's parents, they are descendants of Marie Richardson, the eldest of the sisters, and that is why the occult and magic were a pillar in that family.

Alicia opens the door of her place and begins to take out a table and two chairs, I sit on one and let the air current cool me down, the day was hot enough to melt.

“Hello.” — Susie, a waitress at a restaurant next door to Alicia's. She comes out with an empty tray in her hand.

 “Hello Su”. - I answer.

"And Al?"

!Surely he's turning on the air conditioning, it's hot as hell here.!