Riga Turned About
Riga was drinking coffee and watching Sunday morning TV. It was news and religious programmes. Nothing too heavy. Just now she missed her ex-boyfriend Pedro. She left him 14 months ago. This was a long time. She controlled her thoughts for him and of him. If a song came on the radio, she changed station. If she saw the same type car he once owned, Riga looked at the car next to it. So, her focus was on that. Critical thinking was key in keeping Pedro out of head and life. He wasn’t physically in her life or house anymore. She intended to keep it that way. But just now Pedro was in her head. This meant in her life. The random thought of him appeared there.
Why do you choose to visit my mind and emotions now Pedro? I remember when we went to Hellfire Falls at Angel Peak Mountain in Vietnam. Do you remember going there? It was a three-day trip and we flew there. At one point we had to fly up mountain valleys, so high were the mountains. We hiked and swam and sunbathed. You said you liked Vietnamese food. It’s a lot like Thai or Filipino. And we promised to be together forever. Looking back, I know that wasn’t possible. Define forever Pedro my old love. Now get the fuck out of my head! I’ll think of America’s new war with Cuba…
“I wish you were here with my Riga. I’m up on Satan’s Ledge in Brazil. You did some jobs not far form here as a soldier. Do you remember? But never went here. I took a week off work just to camp here. You’d like it here…” Pedro filmed a video. His camera took in rich jungle and forest thousands of feet below. The ground gently sloped upwards to his present position. He was sat on a rock a mile up. This rock was jagged at one side and smooth at the other. What natural process would do this? How odd. He drank some water and ate a protein bar. It was just him and his GPS tracker. Yes, Riga would like this. I remember her like yesterday. She is cold now and will not think of me nor care about me. It was good while it lasted. If only I left my legal wife back then… Pedro drank more water, wiped his mouth with his hand and stood up. He flexed his aching legs. It was time to go to the summit. If anything happened out here he was fucked. Would Riga care then or not?

