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Authors: Elizabeth Drake
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Clock were all included in her self made tour. Her leisurely walk down the Avon River, which truly resembled more of a stream, brought to mind constant thoughts of Paul. The willow shaded banks seemed to draw throngs of lovers, strolling hand in hand. Each one she passed, increased her longing and anxiety. The quacking ducks invaded her thoughts, as if to make her laugh, yet, she remained melancholy.
By evening, Lynn was tired and again decided to dine at the hotel. Her meal was a constant reminder of the loneliness she was feeling. She returned to her room dejected. She attempted to write some post cards, and finally called her secretary to end the solitude.
Susan Fleetwood was thrilled to hear of Lynn's adventures and reassured her that her cat Cassie was well taken care of. She informed Lynn that she was missed desperately, yet demanded that she not think of the office and reminded her of her promise to Jeff to not talk about work. Lynn laughed at her concerns and reassured her that she had not talked about work hardly at all. Lynn had much more interesting things on her mind!
Lynn fell into a fitful sleep, waking numerous times to thoughts of her and Paul. Her subconscious was fighting the conflicts of her feelings, that her conscious mind refused to grasp. She had picked up her cell phone more than once to call him, but each time put it down, determined to wait until he contacted her.
*****
Paul had left to fly back to Sydney with confused feelings. His time alone in Auckland without Lynn was empty. He missed her smile, her laughter, the ease of their conversations. He missed the glimpses of insight into himself that she inspired. With her, he was able to express his views and have them mirrored back with concern and respect. He felt a part of himself was missing.
He had phoned her Sunday from the Auckland airport, but her phone reported that she had no service. When she was not in her hotel room either, Paul elected to not leave a message.
The flight back to Sydney had been uneventful. When he arrived home he immediately got busy with unpacking and catching up on paperwork. He found moments in his house in Palm Beach, that were void of thoughts of Lynn. Those moments, however, were few and far between. She seemed to fill every spare thought. He longed to hold her and feel his lips on hers. He prayed that night for guidance and patience. He thought in anticipation of seeing her again.
She had not called from Christchurch and he was disappointed by her lack of contact. But it had been he who said he would call when she arrived in Melbourne.
*****
Monday Lynn got up early and went to the Art Galleries and Museums of Christchurch. They occupied most of her morning. The Botanic Gardens were peaceful and beautiful, and it was in the garden that she ate lunch at their small restaurant. Not wanting to miss a single site, Lynn toured Canterbury University, the Roman Catholic Cathedral and the Mona Vale Mansion. The exquisite floral beauty of the Botanic Gardens was viewed through preoccupied eyes. Every flower reminded her of Paul, and the time they had spent together.
It was late when Lynn returned from her excursion. The concierge told her that she had seen in one day what most people can't see in an entire week. Lynn knew that she was trying to stay busy to forget about Paul's absence. Yet, her thoughts were always on him, so the fullness of the day only erased him for fleeting moments. Lynn was exhausted from her sightseeing. Yet, her internal struggles were what taxed her the most. She had spent most of her day pondering her feelings for Paul. Trying to discern the meaning of it all. The questions she found were many. The answers few.
*****
Monday without Lynn was no better for Paul than the night before. He missed her more and more. He was staring out the window when he made up his mind. He buzzed Sandra on the intercom and told her of the change in plans.
“You're flying to Melbourne
By evening, Lynn was tired and again decided to dine at the hotel. Her meal was a constant reminder of the loneliness she was feeling. She returned to her room dejected. She attempted to write some post cards, and finally called her secretary to end the solitude.
Susan Fleetwood was thrilled to hear of Lynn's adventures and reassured her that her cat Cassie was well taken care of. She informed Lynn that she was missed desperately, yet demanded that she not think of the office and reminded her of her promise to Jeff to not talk about work. Lynn laughed at her concerns and reassured her that she had not talked about work hardly at all. Lynn had much more interesting things on her mind!
Lynn fell into a fitful sleep, waking numerous times to thoughts of her and Paul. Her subconscious was fighting the conflicts of her feelings, that her conscious mind refused to grasp. She had picked up her cell phone more than once to call him, but each time put it down, determined to wait until he contacted her.
*****
Paul had left to fly back to Sydney with confused feelings. His time alone in Auckland without Lynn was empty. He missed her smile, her laughter, the ease of their conversations. He missed the glimpses of insight into himself that she inspired. With her, he was able to express his views and have them mirrored back with concern and respect. He felt a part of himself was missing.
He had phoned her Sunday from the Auckland airport, but her phone reported that she had no service. When she was not in her hotel room either, Paul elected to not leave a message.
The flight back to Sydney had been uneventful. When he arrived home he immediately got busy with unpacking and catching up on paperwork. He found moments in his house in Palm Beach, that were void of thoughts of Lynn. Those moments, however, were few and far between. She seemed to fill every spare thought. He longed to hold her and feel his lips on hers. He prayed that night for guidance and patience. He thought in anticipation of seeing her again.
She had not called from Christchurch and he was disappointed by her lack of contact. But it had been he who said he would call when she arrived in Melbourne.
*****
Monday Lynn got up early and went to the Art Galleries and Museums of Christchurch. They occupied most of her morning. The Botanic Gardens were peaceful and beautiful, and it was in the garden that she ate lunch at their small restaurant. Not wanting to miss a single site, Lynn toured Canterbury University, the Roman Catholic Cathedral and the Mona Vale Mansion. The exquisite floral beauty of the Botanic Gardens was viewed through preoccupied eyes. Every flower reminded her of Paul, and the time they had spent together.
It was late when Lynn returned from her excursion. The concierge told her that she had seen in one day what most people can't see in an entire week. Lynn knew that she was trying to stay busy to forget about Paul's absence. Yet, her thoughts were always on him, so the fullness of the day only erased him for fleeting moments. Lynn was exhausted from her sightseeing. Yet, her internal struggles were what taxed her the most. She had spent most of her day pondering her feelings for Paul. Trying to discern the meaning of it all. The questions she found were many. The answers few.
*****
Monday without Lynn was no better for Paul than the night before. He missed her more and more. He was staring out the window when he made up his mind. He buzzed Sandra on the intercom and told her of the change in plans.
“You're flying to Melbourne
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