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Authors: Giuliana Sica
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bought at the Pensacola airport. I unclasped the dice off the key chain and rolled. Two. How sad. Irrationally I had hoped for an immediate answer to all my problems. I unwrapped the chocolate and read the quote as I chewed the delicious morsel: “This being is free from servile bonds of hope to rise or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though no lands, and having nothing, yet hath all”. Interesting.
A spacious bathroom hid behind an alcove screen. A large tub and plush towels beckoned me to run a bath. It was too early to go straight to bed, and I wanted to call Gabe. After the bath, I thought . . . and then, sleep.
I sat on the edge of the tub and turned the water on. In a small basket a scrumptious selection of herbal bath gels captured my attention, and I poured an entire lavender bottle into the steaming waters. I quickly undressed and sank into the bubbly, scented water and closed my eyes. Too tired to even think, my mind drifted and my limbs relaxed, absorbing the heat until the water finally cooled down.
I felt much better afterwards . I was wrapping my hair in a towel when the phone rang.
“Porzia, I have a . . . uh . . . Gabe? . . . on the line. Shall I put him through?” Beverly’s voice asked politely.
“Yes, thank you.” Excited, I sat on the tall bed and noticed my naked feet could not reach the rug. My toes had shriveled in the bath down to the look of semi-comatose raisins. How attractive.
“Porzia.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Hello.”
“Hey, you got there alroight?”
“Yes, it’s beautiful up here. I even saw an eagle on the way up.”
“You did?” he asked, surprised.
“Yes.”
He switched the subject. “Hey, you didn’t tell me the chocolate had a quote hidden in its wrap.”
“What did it say?”
“‘Leap and the net will open. The key to change is to let go of fear’.”
“I believe that may be meant for me.” I smiled and repeated the one I had found.
“If that’s about me it’s not accurate,” he commented inscrutably and switched the subject again. “Do they have you drunk yet?”
“Why yes, of course. Dom had me going as soon as we left the airport.”
I heard him chuckle. “You must be exhausted. I just wanted to wish you goodnight.”
I tried not to yawn but wasn’t able to hide it. Yes, I was tired. “You must be tired yourself.” I let myself fall back on the bed.
“Well, yeah, but I’ll be fine by tomorrow,” he said. “I’ll let you go.”
“Ok, I’ll call you tomorrow.” My eyelids won the fight and shut. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
Summoning my last reserve of will, I rang Beverly downstairs and told her not to worry about supper for me, that I would see them for breakfast. She offered to have a tray brought up, but as I was almost asleep, I told her it wasn’t necessary.
With my wet hair wrapped in a towel, I fell asleep on top of the covers. I woke up sometime during the night to slip under the blankets and pull the damp towel off my head.
CHAPTER 6
I slept like a baby for the rest of the night and woke up at the sound of heavy rain tapping against the window. The room hummed, warm and cozy. My eyes lazily followed rivulets of rain weaving erratic patterns along the glass pane. I didn’t want to get up. I could have spent the rest of my morning under the blankets, snoozing off and on. I wondered about breakfast in bed but decided against it. After a quick search through my luggage for clothes, I wrapped my still-damp hair in a low bun and went looking for coffee. I followed the sound of laughter and the scent of strong coffee to the dining hall, where I found the gathered family enjoying a buffet worthy of Pantagruel. The rustic table almost bent under such abundance. Three baskets of wheat, rye, and sunflower seed country breads exchanged hands over a soundtrack of chatter, laughter, and silverware clatter.
Nicolas noticed me first. With a flamboyant “G’day,” he stood, bowed, and offered the chair next to
A spacious bathroom hid behind an alcove screen. A large tub and plush towels beckoned me to run a bath. It was too early to go straight to bed, and I wanted to call Gabe. After the bath, I thought . . . and then, sleep.
I sat on the edge of the tub and turned the water on. In a small basket a scrumptious selection of herbal bath gels captured my attention, and I poured an entire lavender bottle into the steaming waters. I quickly undressed and sank into the bubbly, scented water and closed my eyes. Too tired to even think, my mind drifted and my limbs relaxed, absorbing the heat until the water finally cooled down.
I felt much better afterwards . I was wrapping my hair in a towel when the phone rang.
“Porzia, I have a . . . uh . . . Gabe? . . . on the line. Shall I put him through?” Beverly’s voice asked politely.
“Yes, thank you.” Excited, I sat on the tall bed and noticed my naked feet could not reach the rug. My toes had shriveled in the bath down to the look of semi-comatose raisins. How attractive.
“Porzia.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Hello.”
“Hey, you got there alroight?”
“Yes, it’s beautiful up here. I even saw an eagle on the way up.”
“You did?” he asked, surprised.
“Yes.”
He switched the subject. “Hey, you didn’t tell me the chocolate had a quote hidden in its wrap.”
“What did it say?”
“‘Leap and the net will open. The key to change is to let go of fear’.”
“I believe that may be meant for me.” I smiled and repeated the one I had found.
“If that’s about me it’s not accurate,” he commented inscrutably and switched the subject again. “Do they have you drunk yet?”
“Why yes, of course. Dom had me going as soon as we left the airport.”
I heard him chuckle. “You must be exhausted. I just wanted to wish you goodnight.”
I tried not to yawn but wasn’t able to hide it. Yes, I was tired. “You must be tired yourself.” I let myself fall back on the bed.
“Well, yeah, but I’ll be fine by tomorrow,” he said. “I’ll let you go.”
“Ok, I’ll call you tomorrow.” My eyelids won the fight and shut. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
Summoning my last reserve of will, I rang Beverly downstairs and told her not to worry about supper for me, that I would see them for breakfast. She offered to have a tray brought up, but as I was almost asleep, I told her it wasn’t necessary.
With my wet hair wrapped in a towel, I fell asleep on top of the covers. I woke up sometime during the night to slip under the blankets and pull the damp towel off my head.
CHAPTER 6
I slept like a baby for the rest of the night and woke up at the sound of heavy rain tapping against the window. The room hummed, warm and cozy. My eyes lazily followed rivulets of rain weaving erratic patterns along the glass pane. I didn’t want to get up. I could have spent the rest of my morning under the blankets, snoozing off and on. I wondered about breakfast in bed but decided against it. After a quick search through my luggage for clothes, I wrapped my still-damp hair in a low bun and went looking for coffee. I followed the sound of laughter and the scent of strong coffee to the dining hall, where I found the gathered family enjoying a buffet worthy of Pantagruel. The rustic table almost bent under such abundance. Three baskets of wheat, rye, and sunflower seed country breads exchanged hands over a soundtrack of chatter, laughter, and silverware clatter.
Nicolas noticed me first. With a flamboyant “G’day,” he stood, bowed, and offered the chair next to
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