I awoke lying on a bed somewhere but wasn't completely sure where I was. Slowly I began to realize I was lying on a bed in one of the upstairs bedrooms of the Gallia County Farmhouse. I could vaguely hear my grandfather Clarence and
my grandmother Mabel talking downstairs. I remembered that Clarence had earlier picked me up at the airport and that when we had reached the Farmhouse I had gone straight to sleep.It felt really good to be back in the Farmhouse. I was happy I was going to spend some more time with my grandparents. I knew they were pleased to see me and they would be glad to have me around for a while. I would probably stay two or three months and was looking forward to it.
But it was still hard to believe I was back so quickly. And where exactly had I been? It seemed I had been in a Spanish-speaking country but I couldn't remember exactly where. I knew I traveled through Mexico sometimes but it didn't seem as if I had been there. It seemed vaguely like Puerto Rico but it had been up north of Quebec. It gradually came back to me that I had indeed been in a Spanish-speaking country situated north of Quebec. It seemed as if the Farm was right in the middle of two poles, Mexico on the one had and the other Spanish-speaking countries on the other.
I finally climbed out of bed. I had on a pair of earphones connected to a portable cassette player. The cassette player was turned on and I could hear sound through the earphones. But when I picked up the player I saw that it wasn't plugged in. I was mystified. How could that be? It slowly occurred to me that some force was at work here which defied natural explanation. I knew it was probably something important and that I should explore it further. But I was still groggy and not in the mood. I thought I would go down and visit my grandparents first and try to figure it out later.
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