In the heat of San Miguel, Dr. Mackenzie was explaining her theory about the village they were excavating. In the specimen tent she explained, “So when we take into consideration the pottery, both the material used, and in the design and shape, we can see that this village pre-dated the Aztecs.” She was holding a sample as she was talking. She continued with, “Further evidence can be shown for this theory, by this wonderful specimen of a sundial.” “If you look at the details here, it is completely different than anything we have seen in the Aztec culture.”
“Dr. Mackenzie…” Allison went to ask a question but was interrupted with… “Please call me Laura”. Allison tried again, “Laura could this village have been part of the birthing of the Aztecs?” Laura countered with, “It’s unlikely.” “From what we can tell, the span of time between the two cultures is too great, at least hundreds of years”. “We are here so that we hopefully prove one way or the other, whether or not there was a connection between this village, and the Aztecs.”
Jack was so glad he came! He loved every minute of it, and felt like he was involved in detective work, only this investigation was a look into history. Then of course there was Allison. They were inseparable. Everywhere he went, she went, and everywhere she went, he went. They ate together, worked together, and talked constantly. They only separated at night.
They worked in three person teams, and Mark Williamson was assigned to work with Jack and Allison on the north side of the village. After five days of listening to Jack and Allison, constantly chattering, he lost his patience. “I can’t stand it anymore!” He stood up and yelled, “If I hear another word about the classic book by John Anderson, on the Chitka Indians of the Amazon, I will puuuke!”
Laura Mackenzie came running. Jack tried to calm him down, “I’m sorry Mark, we’ll change the topic….” Laura asked Mark what the problem was. He pointed to Jack and Allison, and said in an angry tone – “It’s these two acting like a couple of lovebirds, they never stop talking!” “They are stuck together like glue!” “They act like they’ve read the book, five times each.” “We have”, came the answer, from both Jack and Allison at the same time. In the past day or so, they had this unnerving habit of answering people together, saying the same thing, at the same time.
Laura pulled Mark away, and mentioned that she had some work for him to do in the specimen tent. She gave Jack and Allison an angry glare as she left with Mark. Once they were alone Jack said, “I’ve never been so humiliated in my entire life”. Allison said “Yeah, I know”. With their heads hanging low, and their faces blushing ten shades of red, they got back to work. With gloves on, they used brushes, and tools to uncover fragments of bone. They also used pan sifters to make sure they didn’t miss anything.
They hardly spoke at all the rest of the afternoon, but they worked hard in the hot sun. There were two team members assigned to distributing water and supplies to their team mates on the site. They brought water by on a regular basis. Warm bottled water never tasted so good. The team also had several generators, and one of them had a small ice making machine. The ice was not for drinks, as much as it was for first aid. They would all use towels filled with ice cubes to rub on their heads and necks.
At dinner in the food tent, Allison asked Jack a question, as if a light bulb came on. “Jack do you have your master’s degree?” He explained, “Yes of course – I thought you knew” “My degree is in Cultural Anthropology, with a minor in Linguistics”. A huge smile came over her face. “Jack do you know what this means”, he asked “No what?” Allison was getting excited now, “Jack you qualify to work under the fellowship I’m working in, in Brisbane!” “And there’s an opening!”
That night on his cot, Jack had a lot of thinking to do. It was hard to sleep anyway, and he wondered if things were moving too quickly with Allison. They had only known each other a week. Should he apply for the job in Brisbane, Australia? To top it all off, the Ministry of Antiquities in Australia was studying people groups in India! It didn’t pay much, but who wouldn’t go? He would be insane to pass it up.
His mind was made up though, the following day at lunch. Laura Mackenzie asked to speak with him and Allison privately. “I’m not mad at you two, and I wanted you to know that”. She continued, “In fact you both remind me of my husband and I.” “He died years ago from cancer, but we were like this, loving the work we did, and loving being with each other”. Jack and Allison both looked at each other. “Jack, Allison told me about the possibility in Brisbane, and I can’t say whether you should go for it, but I do know one thing.” “You belong in this field Jack.” “Not only do you do great work, you have a love for it that is very rare.” “And by the way after this dig is over, the two of you need to discuss rooomance!” She chuckled at this, and walked away smiling. With words like that, Jack put in for the position in Brisbane that same day, realizing much of his work might be in India. He used Laura’s computer, and she submitted a recommendation for him.
On the last day of the dig Jack received an email from Australia. He got the job! As soon as he read it, he jumped up and down, and yelled, “Yes I got it!”. The whole team heard him and when they understood what was going on, they clapped and cheered for him. Allison was stunned with joy, and started crying with her hands to her face.
That is how they started their life together. Allison later told him she didn’t want to live together unless they were married. “I’ve been hurt too many times by men that told me they loved me.” “I can’t do that again”, she said. He drew her close and said, “Deal”. As he smelled her hair, and kissed her forehead, she said, “Jack”. “Yes?” He was in another world now, but she continued with, “And when the money gets low, you get to work on trucks”. “Deal again!”, is all he could say.
When they got to Brisbane, and after Jack got his head out of the clouds, their love ignited. It is a flame that will never go out!
I love this story, and the idea of Jack and Allison being in love, traveling the world, studying other cultures! I’m planning on writing more about them in the future, spread out with other work. Thanks for reading!
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