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sadness he saw there. Bending, he gently kissed her. He wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly against his body while he ran his hand up and down her back trying to give her comfort and reassurance.
Abby felt her body relax as Zoran held her. She wouldn’t let the depression of knowing their time was short ruin what time she did have. With a determined smile, Abby tilted her head back and gave Zoran a light kiss before pulling out of his arms. Grabbing his hand, she motioned for him to follow her.
Abby called out for Bo to follow as she led Zoran down the path to her workshop. She unlocked the double doors pushing them open so the light breeze could float through it.
Zoran stood still as he took in all the different colors as they flowed through the bright interior. Delicate flowers, birds, bowls, and other creatures including dragons were hanging, sitting, and spinning from every corner of the huge building. In the center was a magnificent piece standing almost three feet high. The beautiful sculpture was encased in clear glass, inside were small creatures with wings fluttering around delicate, brightly colored and intricately designed flowers. As Zoran moved closer to it, he could see what appeared to be tiny dragons floating in thin air.
He had never seen anything so beautiful. He looked at Abby as she tied a large cloth around her slim waist. He watched for the next two hours as Abby heated different color glass in a huge furnace then moved it around blowing and turning it over a smaller flame until more flowers appeared. Her slim fingers, twisting and turning as she moved, turned a molten liquid into flowers and tiny creatures. When she had a dozen little flowers, she moved to the glass enclosed case moving the figures inside a tiny opening and heating them until they stayed where she wanted them. He liked listening to her sing as she worked. She didn’t even seem to realize she was doing it or that he was even there as she became totally absorbed in her work.
Zoran was surprised when Abby began talking after being quiet for a while.
“I’ve been working on this piece for over six months now. I started it right after my grandfather died.” Abby began softly. “My grandmother and grandfather raised me after my mom decided raising a baby was too much effort.” Abby sighed. “I guess that isn’t right. My mom was young and had gotten in with the wrong crowd. My grandparents were very well-to-do in Los Angeles and thought moving here might help her. It didn’t. She had me when she was still a child herself. She, at least, recognized that and left me with my grandparents when I was a month old. My mom died from a drug overdose when I was two.”
Abby paused as she attached another flower. Glancing up at Zoran, she saw he was watching her intently as she talked, so she continued. “I had the best childhood any child could have. I had a whole mountain as a playground and two wonderful people who loved me very much. There was always music and laughter in the house. My grandmother started doing blown glass as a hobby to help her deal with the loss of my mom. Soon, my grandfather was doing it and between the two of them they started making money off of it. I was doing it by the time I could walk. Now, I enjoy being able to do it and make a comfortable living off of it. I consider it a gift from my grandparents.”
Abby turned as she heated a rod to close the small opening. She finished the piece at last. She would take pictures of it before she went up to the house and email it to her clients. She would need to schedule when they wanted it delivered. They said they would send their private jet to Shelby’s small airport so she could personally deliver it. Maybe she would need the time away to get her feelings under control. If she was lucky, she thought sadly, maybe Zoran would be gone before she returned. She didn’t know how she was going to have the strength to say goodbye to him without making a
Abby felt her body relax as Zoran held her. She wouldn’t let the depression of knowing their time was short ruin what time she did have. With a determined smile, Abby tilted her head back and gave Zoran a light kiss before pulling out of his arms. Grabbing his hand, she motioned for him to follow her.
Abby called out for Bo to follow as she led Zoran down the path to her workshop. She unlocked the double doors pushing them open so the light breeze could float through it.
Zoran stood still as he took in all the different colors as they flowed through the bright interior. Delicate flowers, birds, bowls, and other creatures including dragons were hanging, sitting, and spinning from every corner of the huge building. In the center was a magnificent piece standing almost three feet high. The beautiful sculpture was encased in clear glass, inside were small creatures with wings fluttering around delicate, brightly colored and intricately designed flowers. As Zoran moved closer to it, he could see what appeared to be tiny dragons floating in thin air.
He had never seen anything so beautiful. He looked at Abby as she tied a large cloth around her slim waist. He watched for the next two hours as Abby heated different color glass in a huge furnace then moved it around blowing and turning it over a smaller flame until more flowers appeared. Her slim fingers, twisting and turning as she moved, turned a molten liquid into flowers and tiny creatures. When she had a dozen little flowers, she moved to the glass enclosed case moving the figures inside a tiny opening and heating them until they stayed where she wanted them. He liked listening to her sing as she worked. She didn’t even seem to realize she was doing it or that he was even there as she became totally absorbed in her work.
Zoran was surprised when Abby began talking after being quiet for a while.
“I’ve been working on this piece for over six months now. I started it right after my grandfather died.” Abby began softly. “My grandmother and grandfather raised me after my mom decided raising a baby was too much effort.” Abby sighed. “I guess that isn’t right. My mom was young and had gotten in with the wrong crowd. My grandparents were very well-to-do in Los Angeles and thought moving here might help her. It didn’t. She had me when she was still a child herself. She, at least, recognized that and left me with my grandparents when I was a month old. My mom died from a drug overdose when I was two.”
Abby paused as she attached another flower. Glancing up at Zoran, she saw he was watching her intently as she talked, so she continued. “I had the best childhood any child could have. I had a whole mountain as a playground and two wonderful people who loved me very much. There was always music and laughter in the house. My grandmother started doing blown glass as a hobby to help her deal with the loss of my mom. Soon, my grandfather was doing it and between the two of them they started making money off of it. I was doing it by the time I could walk. Now, I enjoy being able to do it and make a comfortable living off of it. I consider it a gift from my grandparents.”
Abby turned as she heated a rod to close the small opening. She finished the piece at last. She would take pictures of it before she went up to the house and email it to her clients. She would need to schedule when they wanted it delivered. They said they would send their private jet to Shelby’s small airport so she could personally deliver it. Maybe she would need the time away to get her feelings under control. If she was lucky, she thought sadly, maybe Zoran would be gone before she returned. She didn’t know how she was going to have the strength to say goodbye to him without making a
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