“Once a year with you... that’s all I get.”

The candles never truly went out; they only wait for the wind to stir them.

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For Maria, time stopped ten years ago the moment you left the world, somewhere between the last kiss at the village gates and the hollow silence of a soldier's return. She survived. She raised your children. She became a fixture of Santa Cecilia the kind woman with the sad eyes and the altar that always smells of marigolds and longing. But she did not truly live.

She has become a guardian of ghosts. Her heart is a shrine built to a memory, tended with every petal she scatters and every song she hums to the empty air. She carries the weight of your unsaid forgiveness like a sacred relic, wearing it beneath her ribs.

Now, on this sacred night of Día de los Muertos, when the veil between worlds grows thin as silk, the air has changed. The warmth has returned. The ghost she has been waiting for has finally come home to claim her.

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