After purchasing a mysterious book on eBay (hundreds of years old) I soon discovered that there was some hidden meaning behind the book. It was a tale of someone who was having a deep theological battle within them self. The book left clues to some hidden room. It did not mention what was inside. After reading the book over and over I felt as though I had pinpointed the location to where the book was pointing me. A small town in central Mexico known as El Chunto.

Upon entering the town I found my way to the local church (this is where my research had led). The doors were as massive as they were breath taking. Two incredibly huge arched doors. Both laced with intricate woodwork. No doubt from a skilled Spanish craftsman. I entered the church and my eyes were caught by a young lady. Her beauty matched that of the churches. She stared back at me but said nothing. I walked up to her and introduced myself (I learned Spanish in school). She still did not respond but her eyes kept me in a trance. They were a shade of brown. Just as the two church doors. Her clothes were tight fitted to her slender body. Eventually she began to walk away from me, but her eyes stayed fixed on mine. Her movements were subtle and soft. She was an angel. I felt as though I could follow her all the way to heaven.

She went into a back room in the church, I followed her flowing movements. She seemed to be pushed along by the breeze. Her footsteps would not even disturb the stubborn dust on the floor. She led me to a small door. She never said a word... I walked over to the door. I opened it, and a cloud of dust came bursting out. I was blinded by the assault on my eyes. After I rubbed them clean I found my companion was nowhere to be found. I was upset but also excited to look inside the room...

As I entered the room I saw a magnificent fountain. It was beautiful, just like her face… The sun poured in just as the water poured from the fountain. It was truly a sight to see. It looked so out of place in this old worn down church. It was in perfect order, and I was baffled as to where the water was coming from. I walked up to the fountain. The water looked like liquid crystal…beautiful. I dipped my hands into the water, it was cool, I cupped them together and took a mouthful of the water. It was breath taking. I felt younger just from drinking it. Then it hit me; I had discovered the fountain of youth. In this old church in El Chunto Mexico, and I was led here by that…that…angel…

Even though I made this amazing discovery my life seems empty without Angel (as I’ve come to call her). So now I spend my days searching for a different treasure. That which I experienced when I first looked into her eyes and gave her my heart forever.

So why do I need the $20? I still owe the guy who sold me the book…$20.