Magali Today

Magali closed her eyes. She pressed the stone to her heart.

Magali opened her eyes. Tears slipped down her cheeks, but she was smiling. Magali

“My mother gave me this on the day the army came to flood our valley,” Dona Celeste whispered. “We were forced to leave. Everyone took furniture, photos, money. She took this stone from the river where I first swam. Now I can’t remember why it matters. I only know it does.” Magali closed her eyes

Above her, the Southern Cross blinked awake in the violet sky, and the lagoon sang its ancient, quiet song. Magali smiled, and kept listening. and the lagoon sang its ancient