Ana looked up at the moon and the stars in the sky and then closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath of the crisp night air as she felt the sand beneath her toes and she sank to her knees and allowed herself to cry. Really cry. She finally allowed herself this one weakness and it poured from her freely and easily. She cried for the family she’d lost, but mostly for her brother. She cried for what would be one of the happiest days of her life coming in a few short weeks, but that he wouldn’t be there to see it, and to share in it all. And she cried tears of anger that she’d been careless and allowed herself to be found, by the one person she’d been so careful to conceal herself from for such a long time. She sobbed so hard that it hurt and finally, she didn’t even know how long later, an hour, two, maybe longer, she finally stopped and in a hoarse voice whispered.
“I’ll see you in another life, brother. I miss you every day, but I hope it’s not this one.”