The Blackburn Place


My Great Grandparent’s Farm-

One of these days I’m gonna buy my great grandparent’s farm house & land and live the rest of my life there at…The Old Blackburn Place.

The front porch used to wind around the side to the back where there was an old well right on the back porch for water before they installed indoor plumbing. I can remember many a day running and playing on that old porch. I was always drawing water out of the well in an old wooden water bucket that i’m sure my great grandfather had fashioned out of a log. My cousins and I played there for hours. We never tired of pretending we were living there back in the old days.
I don’t remember my great grandparents Roscoe & Dashia Blackburn. They both passed away when I was just a year old. Papa passed first, leaving his wife and best friend of 50 some years. With his passing she didn’t last long. She was so distraught she passed away 3 weeks later from what most said was a broken heart. They were inseparable in life and then in death. They married young, never leaving each others side for all of their 50 some years together.
She was the first one up every morning before the chickens. She woke up the roosters to do their job of waking up the rest of the farm. She cooked from an old wood cook stove that was still in the house when I was little. Winter or summer, hot or cold she would fire up the wood cook stove to start Papa’s breakfast way before anyone or anything was up a stirring. Drawing water from the well on the back porch for the coffee, going out to the chicken house to gather eggs freshly laid to fix for breakfast, then stopping on her way back to the house to milk the cow for fresh cream for the coffee and a cake of bread. She did more before the sun came up than most do today all day long. That’s why women were strong back then. They knew what hard work was, not one bit afraid of it and took pride in being the best wife & mother.
Papa would be up by the time she made it back to the kitchen from her morning chores. Dressed in his faded worn overalls, he walks towards the kitchen being drawn to the smell of the fresh coffee boiling on the stove all the way from the bedroom. He grabs a tin coffee cup out of the cupboard on the right as he enters the kitchen. Looking over to the stove, he sees the iron skillet with eggs frying with a big juicy piece of fatback. He crosses the room to the stove that had the kitchen quite warm and smelling delicious with aromas from the top and the oven. He pours his coffee from the old coffee pitcher that had been handed down to them when they got married.

To Be Cont’d


Love Has No Borders


Chapter 1

When Cameron started working at the store she wasn’t counting on anything or anyone coming into her life. “My life is ok exactly like it is,” she thinks to herself. Well, come to think of it there is one thing that isn’t ok in her life, a boyfriend who isn’t making her happy; this is affecting her life. That is about to change soon.

She had become good friends with her boss. Cameron did the usual things that women do in their late twenties. She has settled into the same old routine day in and day out but she is ok with her life in that aspect.

Then He walks into the store one morning. Cameron wonders if he had been in there before and she hadn’t noticed, but as good looking as he is he couldn’t have without her noticing. The first time she saw him it took her breath away. He is the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life.

He has the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes that seemed to look into hers seeing straight to her heart, piercing it with a look that would make any woman’s legs turn to Jell-O.

His body is like a fine tuned instrument. The curves in his bulging arms perfect, not too big and yet not to small, his work shirt boasting his shapely masculine chest. She notices this as he turns to the candy isle in front of the register to retrieve a pack of gum.

He has shiny black hair that reminds you of a shimmering lake at night in the moonlight. His skin is an olive complexion and you can tell that he is an outdoors kind of man. Either the type that’s always outside, worked outdoors or both. He looks of Hispanic decent. She imagines him as an Aztec warrior. She giggles to herself.

She assumes he is on his way to work.

He is health conscious she guesses from the fruit that he buys instead of the usual junk food like most guys on the run. He buys energy drinks instead of buying soft drinks. This leads her to believe he may work outside seeing that it is spring and getting kind of warm during the day now.

She smiles at him as he stands in line waiting for his turn to check out. Thinking to herself she wonders if he speaks English, regretting not paying more attention in her Spanish I class.

She remembers some basics asking if he likes bananas, since he has a couple in his hand.

Si,” he says smiling back with a Cheshire cat grin.

Gracias,” she tells him hoping to make a good impression on him.

Hasta luego,” he says as he’s going out the door. He nearly runs someone over almost knocking him down, that is coming in, not paying attention to where he is going since he’s still turned her way smiling at her.

Cameron works the graveyard shift, sometimes in the store till 8 am.

Her boss Sara has to come in to do paper work and count the money so Cameron stays as long as Sara needs her.

Cameron and Sara have become inseparable, Sara being a single mom of three. Cameron is a single mom of two. There’s a lot of age difference between them but they get along so well that you would think they have known each other all their lives instead of just a couple of months. They confide in each other about almost everything. So of course Cameron couldn’t wait to tell Sara about her encounter with an Aztec warrior.

Sara is coming up front to take over and relieve Cameron for the day making her way through the customers saying hi to all the regulars or bidding a good day to the new ones.

Cameron is so flustered from the encounter with the man of her dreams she thought that Sara was never going to make it to the front. She feels like she is going to burst from the anticipation of wanting to tell Sara. After about twenty minutes of talking with customers and straightening things up that are out of place as she walks up the three isles, Sara makes it to the front. There, waiting like a kid at the door of a candy store waiting for it to open was Cameron.

“Oh my, did you see the guy that came through the line about six o’clock?” she asked Sara.

Sara looking at her as though she is crazy tells her laughing, ”there are so many coming in that time of morning how am I going to know which one he was?”

“Well if you saw what I did you wouldn’t have to ask which one. I think that he is the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life.” Cameron tells her in detail about how well built he is then concludes that she would marry him tomorrow if he asked. She also tells her how she’s sure he will remember her because she had gone out of her way to speak Spanish to him.

“Well be careful you know the problems and heartache I went through when I was married to Jose,” Sara tells her concerned for Cameron. “A lot of them are here to support their families back home. They’ll be married never telling you a thing. Leading you on to believe that they are so in love with you, making you think that you are the only one.” Sara told Cameron knowing this having been burnt from the experience of it.

Sara had once been married to a guy from El Salvador named Jose. They had been in what she thought was pure love, marital bliss. They had been together eight years, five of it married. But nothing anymore it seems is forever. He left as soon as he became legal, to go home to see his family. He hadn’t been home in over ten years. He was anxious to see his parents and siblings.

He called Sara almost every other day, telling her of things that had changed since he had been gone, how he didn’t recognize his youngest siblings when he arrived.

His little sisters and baby brother had all been barely out of diapers when he had left. Now his oldest of the younger sisters is having her Quincinera. That’s similar to what we do for a girls sixteenth birthday except they are fifteen and they go all out. It’s almost if the girl is getting married. She has a white flowing gown and she’s brought in on a platform carried by boys her age. She’s presented to the community like a coming out Fiesta. The fathers of these girls are known to spend a fortune on the festivities. Some of the fathers spent as much as they would have on a real wedding.

As time was winding down and it was about time for Jose to come back from El Salvador he calls Sara to tell her he’s not coming back as soon as expected.

Sara asks him why, is he so home sick that he needs to stay awhile longer. But he tells her it’s not that. He tells her that he has met someone there. He is going to marry her.

Sara asks him if all he married her for was to become legal. He tells her yes at first but in the end he did love her. But now that he has went back he realizes that he needs someone from his world, from his culture. She knows now that he had just used her that he will do the same to that poor woman also. She kind of feels sorry for her, because she didn’t know what she was getting into. This was a man who would manipulate anyone to get what he wanted and she knew she was better off without him.

Cameron had been through her share of heartaches too, but she wasn’t the type that was once bitten twice shy. She believed in true love that there is someone out there for everyone. She knew that she would find her soul-mate some day.

She couldn’t wait till he came back in. That morning when she went home she starts fixing everything for the evening for when the girls get home from school, she was in a daze. Things were done that she hadn’t realized that she had already did. He is all she could think about, he is her every thought. When she finally lay down to sleep she couldn’t. She’s dead tired but sleep would not come.

She could not get him out of her mind. She just had to see him again. Would he come back? Or even worse is he married? As fine as he is surely he at least had a girlfriend, if he did then what?

Cameron isn’t the type to go around stealing other women’s men. She just had to know.


     Cameron is about to go off the deep end. It had been nearly a week since her Aztec warrior had been in. If he didn’t show today she would surely die.

She had her mind made up that she is going to talk to him one way or another. A girl working in the deli section knew how to speak Spanish and if she had to Cameron would use her to translate.

It was about ten after six that morning and he hadn’t shown up yet. She had decided that he is a no show again.

She is devastated. She just knew that he would be in today. Things were quite busy as they usually are this time of morning. People bustling in to grab a bite to eat or grab a cup of Joe on their way to work. Cameron is swamped with customers and she hadn’t realized that He is in line till he is next. She fumbles with the change she has in her hand for the customer dropping it all over the counter. Laughing with embarrassment she picks up the money handing it to the customer thanking him then apologizing.

When he walks up to the counter his eyes are all over her. She feels like dying but instead asks him what the guys ahead of him said.

The guys in front of the line were Hispanic also and flirted with her regularly, so much so that she didn’t pay them any attention anymore. All he says is loco meaning that his friends were crazy.

Cameron knew then that he didn’t speak any English. So she asked him to give her a minute in what little bit of Spanish that she knows. He seems to understand.

He waits by the door as she gets Sara to take over. Then she motions for her friend in the deli to come over to where they are standing.

When her friend gets over to them he instantly asks her,” When can I see you?”

She tells her friend to tell him tomorrow morning that she has to work but they can meet here an hour before she starts to work, and one more thing, what was his name?

“Mateo,” he replies, “Which means Mathew in English.

So now she knows his name and that he has some interest in her.

Then he asks her, “what time do you get off from work today and can you come see me on my break when you do?”

“Of course, what time do you take your break?” All this was being translated by the girl from the deli.

Cameron knew that it was only a couple of hours till she would see Mateo but it feels like a lifetime. She finishes her shift staying around because Mateo works about a half a mile from the store at a local sawmill. The clock isn’t moving. It is as if time is standing still.

Finally it is time to go meet her Aztec warrior.

She knows she is going to have to quit thinking of him like this. A smile comes across her face. She giggles as she thinks of him standing on a mountaintop holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other with just a loincloth wrapped around his waist showing his perfect body.

Driving up to the sawmill she sees the other guys first that are asking her out all the time. They look at her with much surprise trying to figure out what she was doing there, that made her laugh. Eat your heart out she thinks to herself. I’m here for Mateo not for a bunch of jokers full of themselves. Cameron sees Mateo walking from the shed type extension of the building where he works. She pulls up to where he’s standing. He jumps in her truck.

After a minute of confusion she figures out that he’s telling her to drive around back to a spot in the shade.

Pulling up under a giant oak tree he motions for them to get out. They get out, opening the back dropping the tailgate. They sit beside each other hanging their legs off the edge Cameron swinging hers back and forth, both hesitant to say the first word her not knowing what to say and he not knowing if he does say something if she’ll understand or not.

She turns to look at him and at that same moment he turns to look at her, reaches over brushing the side of her face pulling her to him to kiss her. She has never been kissed like that before.

Mateo then started biting on her lips like he was starving for this all his life. The kiss went on; it seemed like an eternity then again it was like it was only a second lost in time. Like that first time you kissed a boy when you thought you were madly in love. There was nothing you two wouldn’t do for each other, and everything around you just seems to vanish like you and he are the only ones in a whole new universe.

The kiss takes her breath away. Cameron composes herself from being slightly dizzy from the surprising experience.

They manage to talk some even though she only knows a little Spanish. It is clear he doesn’t know any English at all so they are going to have to try to talk in Spanish for the time being.

Before she knew where the time had went it was time to go, his break was over and she needed to go on home. As bad as she hated to admit it she knew there was someone she needed to break things off with. She couldn’t go on like this with Mateo till she broke it off with her boyfriend. She had found out while they talked that Mateo did not have a girlfriend or wife, at least not here in this country she thought.

To Be Cont’d……