Maybe she didn’t even remember him. He was sure that it made no difference to her on which day he appeared:
for her, every day was the same, and when each day is the same as the next,
it’s because people fail to recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that the sun rises.
I left my father, my mother, and the town castle behind. They have gotten used to my being away, and so have I.
The sheep will get used to my not being there, too, the boy thought.
From where he sat, he could observe the plaza. People continued to come and go from the baker’s shop.
A young couple sat on the bench where he had talked with the old man, and they kissed.
“That baker…” he said to himself, without completing the thought.
The levanter was still getting stronger, and he felt its force on his face.
That wind had brought the Moors, yes, but it had also brought the smell of the desert and of veiled women.
It had brought with it the sweat and the dreams of men who had once left
to search for the unknown, and for gold and adventure—and for the Pyramids.
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