I may have dodged the bullet! RIP Lala

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In the 60's I was on the west coast just traveling where the wind blew me I was 'finding myself'...What did I know..I was in my teens! I had hooked up with a group of artsy types. We were in Mexico painting murels.. when we decided to go see the pyramids outside Mexico City. I was doing alot of organic drugs back then so some things are hazey. One night we had a fire and sat drinking tiqula. I had met a 17 year old girl a couple of months before. Her name was Orwella named after her mother's great grand dad's last name Orwell. We all called her Wellinski or Wella or Lala. She was so kind and beautiful in body and spirit Everyone loved her and wished to be like her.. We hit it off like sisters. The next morning I woke up roasting in the sun but Wella wasn't there and we didn't hook up with her again before we headed to California. I always thought about her for time to time. In 1976 when I was in San Pedro getting ready to graduate HS at San Pedro High I was invited to a grad party given to another adult grad. At the party I ran into Picasso( his nick name)one of my travel buddies from the Mexico 60's days. He told me that he had met Well's brother and that Wella was found dead in Mexico back when we were all there about a week after we left Mexico. He had few details but he did know some of the awful death..she had been murdered and raped possibly by someone that partied or traveled with us. To this day I rack my brain about all those that we spent time with and come up with no answers except it made me more scared for my kids! I think I dodged the bullet! RIP Lala xoxoxoxoxoxo