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Chapter 2

A visit to the Plaza

Part 1

Luisa had to admit it to herself, she was worried for her son. Two days had passed since the Day of the Dead, two days in which the change Miguel had gone through was very hard not to notice.

That little act the first night back had been a little worrying. She had never seen her son like that but she supposed that it had been the aftereffects of that night he had spent away from home, Dios sabe donde. She supposed it would be over after a good night's sleep. But she was wrong, very wrong.

As soon as he woke up that Saturday morning, he had gone to the workshop where he gave a hug to every single member of the family. Even his cousin Rosa, who he almost never gave hugs to. He looked genuinely happy. He kept humming a happy song and had this little smile plastered on his face. Luisa decided that asking what was going on wouldn't really hurt.

"Oye Miguel, te veo hoy muy contento. What's going on?" She asked.

"Nada, nada," he answered, but Luisa could swear that she had heard him say afterwards in a small whisper, "just happy to be alive."

Okay. Now she was worried. But as worried as she was, she wouldn't be able to help him right now, at least in front of their whole family. She decided she would have to talk to him privately at some point, but not now.

Well, if her Miguelito was happy then she would have to be happy too. And she had some news that would probably excite him a lot.

Carefully, she stood up and cleared her voice. Soon everyone stopped what they were doing and payed attention to her words.

"We haven't really spoken about this yet but I guess we will have to at some point, so I'll just do it now. I think we can all agree that the ban on music has been lifted, but I still want to know if anyone's against this decision. Someone?"

She looked around the room and noticed that Miguel was doing the same. After some tense seconds of waiting, Miguel's smile seem to widen. So did Luisa's.

The whole family looked expectantly at Elena to see what she had to say. She sighed and admitted defeatedly, "I guess that's a yes for music then."

The Rivera family clapped and Miguel gave everyone another round of hugs.

"Sabes Miguel," Luisa said, "I've heard that this afternoon there's going to be a little musical contest at the Plaza del Mariachi and I was wondering if, to celebrate this occasion, you would like to participate. Also because we didn't give you a chance to participate in one on the Day of the Dead."

Miguel's eyes seem to shine at this proposal.

Luisa continued, "All your family will be there mijo, we want to be there for you ib your first public presentation! Verdad que sí?"

Many family members assented.

His prima Rosa smirked and said tauntingly,"But don't worry if you get to nervous or if you are too shy, we won't judge you for not wanting to take part in it."

Miguel crossed his arms and started speaking. "You would be sursurprised, no es la primera vez que—"

He stopped abruptly, all the light that his eyes once held suddenly gone. He stared blankly into nothingness lost in thought.

"Miguel?" Rosa asked.

"Miguel estás ahí?"she tried again.

Rosa approached Miguel and waved her hand in front of his face. Still nothing.

Meanwhile, Miguel's mind was racing with realisation. Of course his family had no idea he had already sung in a contest! They had no idea of what had happened to Miguel that night. ¿Qué te esperabas, Miguel? He told himself. They didn't know anything! But what if he told them... No, no, no, Miguel. ¡Te tomarán por loco! No one would believe him.

"Miguel!" Rosa gave slapped his head. It didn't really hurt but it did get him out of his stupor.

"What... Oh yeah... Um... I'd love to participate." he force a smile.

"Great!" said Luisa, very conscious that she would have to seriously talk to her son later. "Most of Santa Cecilia will be there so I think you should get ready."

"I guess I should." Miguel turned around and made his way outside, but lingered for a second on the door. "The whole town will be there?" he questioned.

"I believe it will, mijo," his mother answered. "Why? Does it bother you? You don't have to do it..."

"Actually mamá," Miguel said, a plan forming in his head, "it's perfect."

With that said, Miguel turned around and sprinted to Mamá Coco's room. If everything went as planned, everyone in Santa Cecilia would soon know who their real hero was, Héctor Rivera.

Translations:

Oye Miguel, te veo hoy muy contento - Hey Miguel, you look very happy today

Nada, nada - nothing, nothing

Sabes Miguel - you know what Miguel

Verdad que sí? - Right?

Miguel estás ahí? - Are you there Miguel?

¿Qué te esperabas, Miguel? - What were you expecting, Miguel?

¡Te tomarán por loco! - they will think you are crazy!

So! That's part one of a Visit to the Plaza! I hope you are enjoying it and I hope to be able to update soon.