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MORPHING ASHES INTO A PHOENIX. Chapter #7.
CHAPTER 7: A NURTURING ROMANCE
Weeks passed by. Alex could walk himself now. Andrew too could drag himself and step ahead. Charles and Jamie had looked for all entry and exit routes. The guard was perfectly fine and so was the new Naraba. People had started to develop it alongside accommodating hundreds of new arrivals. The village had grown quite vast.
Finally the night had come. It was the first of the many nights that followed. It was the night of the grand feast. The opening was full of pomp as the vibrance of the lights spread wavering radiance into the dark sky. Every tribesman was dressed in their ceremonial dress. The outsiders too wore great formals.
Andrew stepped onto the grass, slowly observing around the beauty that had come into the function. He found himself a seat, as performer tribesmen danced in the middle to the traditional music.
Suddenly, his eyes were set on a gorgeous, tanned damsel who was dressed in a white frock. The frock was embellished by a single large rustic amaryllis embroidered onto it. She had worn a lipstick of the same vibrance. Andrew's heart skipped a beat as the lady with the open curly waves sparkled at seeing him and was coming towards him.
The beautiful girl's face began to grow familiar as she came up close. It was Adana. Andrew was as completely new to this side of her as was everybody else around.
Andrew offered her a seat and they began to talk. Adana laughed cutely at all his jokes and saw Andrew getting interested. But when they started teasing each other, Adana asked about a past love. Andrew looked up at the sky and sighed. Adana knew what that meant.
"She was the love of my life. Samantha. And then we had a baby girl too. Her name was Gretchen", said Andrew sadly. "But then, life took them away from me". He had gotten way emotional.
Suddenly, two men disturbed them saying they too wanted to see the tribesman dance from a better position. Charlie looked at Adana and examined her from top to bottom. Adana noticed his eye and asked, "Where might be you two gentlemen from?". Charles grinned as he dragged his seat nearer in his macho style. "We used to work as car mechanists", said Jamie. "Hmm, those marks don't look like a mechanics to me", said Adana, pressing her two fingers onto Charles forearm on the table.
The performance was over. Ada came...