March 1, 2015
She came to that town by the sea knowing next to nothing about it. She assumed life there will mostly be the same in the city, except with fresher food and cleaner air, more peaceful afternoons. She hoped people would be kinder and have more time for small talk. Reasonably manageable expectations. On her first morning, a little curly haired boy knocked and asked for her name. He offered her a basket of wild flowers that smelt of lemon. The boy said that townspeople are waiting at the plaza for her. She asked why. "You're our new queen," he said.