Passing the cross streets where I was supposed to pick him up, I pulled over and waited. Shooting him a message, I let him know that I was in a Red 4R...nner.A few minutes later, a tall, lanky black kid, skin dark as the night, knocked on my window. Unlocking my passenger door, I let him in."Eric?" I asked."Yeah man. Evan?" he replied."Yup," I said looking at him. He was pretty cute. Soft face with short black hair and dark eyes. "You know of any spots in the area to pull off into?" Yeah," He. ' Two people, one life. I keep rolling that over in my head. It's a rush.I daydreamed last week while I was in school. Ran through the list of questions in my mind because what was going on in the classroom was for the benefit of people unlike me who didn't or couldn't derive the lesson by reading the book.I tried to be rigorous in evaluating what I was doing. I was MARRYING a man thirteen years my senior. I didn't have to get married. I wasn't one of those clueless unfortunate girls who spread. They decided to rent a boat and hire a guide. They would let the guide make most of the plans for provisions. While they were there, they spent a couple of days re-familiarizing themselves with the city.The city center is a colonial town with a large market, the national stadium, a large mosque, and the cathedral for the Archdiocese of Bujumbura. Museums in the city include the Burundi Museum of Life and the Burundi Geological Museum. Other nearby attractions include the Rusizi National Park,. Spending time with them or listening to Debra share their stories waslike standing at the gates of the Promised Land. These people and theirlife was everything she'd ever wanted, everything she'd ever dreamed of.She couldn't help but love them and wish she could be a part of it. Butlike Moses who had wandered the desert for so long before finding home,she could only see the beautiful place, for she would never be allowedto set foot there.Debra could see the want in Julie's eyes but she also.