May of that same year. We met because my cousin Diego, called his friend
Kori and asked her if she knew anyone who was looking for a roommate.
Kori told him about Cindy and that she was looking for one.
Over the weekend, at noon on Sunday, I went to look at Cindy's apartment
in Woodside Queens. I liked the apartment and Cindy agreed to let me rent.
Cindy was hungry and asked if I like spicy food, that there was a restaurant
only a block from the house. I said yes, but I really don't like spicy food,
which Cindy was soon to find out.
I'll never forget how I hated this food which set my mouth on fire. Cindy
was laughing because she knew I didn't like it. At that moment looking at
each other across the table, I think we both already knew that we were made
for each other, there was something about Cindy that was different.
After our "spicy" encounter, we went to a bar and sipped a couple of drinks.
We decided to visit with Kori in Manhattan. Kori, Cindy and me decided to
go out for dinner at Cafe Bianco. After the order was placed I ran and
bought one rose for Cindy and one for Kori. We really had a great time that
night and after leaving Kori, we kissed for the first time. It was wonderful.
I have never stopped kissing Cindy, everyday we were together, and even
now in my thoughts.
Cindy more than anything in this world. She was wonderful. There are no
words to explain what kind of person she was. She was everything for me.
She was a wife, a girlfriend, a friend, a partner, a teacher and anything you
could imagine.
Tomas Pons
September 24, 2001