A Walk on the Water (Six, page 1 of 6)


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"Breakfast, Señorita!" Alannah stirred, wondering if she'd actually heard those words or if they were part of the wonderful but elusive dream she'd been having. All she could remember in this dream was that there were three men pining for her love. One such man was Nicolò, another was the elesuive Señor Beringer and then there was a mystery man. Just thinking about it made her head spin. Then she heard Maria throw open the curtains to allow in the light of day, a soft grey light that was soothing, comforting, that made no demands. With a thankful sigh, Alannah released the pillow she'd clutched to her chest for most of the night and sat up, looking vulnerable and dishevelled. "Maria! You shouldn't have gone to so much trouble over me!"

"And why not?" the maid demanded, severely. "Has no one ever made a fuss over you, I wonder? We all of us need to feel cared for now and then."

"Oh, they have, in another life." She said quietly to herself "Well I hope someone takes good care of you." Alannah said, stepping out of bed. It was after all time to get up and start the day. Alannah dressed much in the same manner she did the day before and made her way to the glass room. She took her place at the table and looked at the wondeful spread before her.

After taking a bite of her omlette, Alannah exclaimed "Maria, this is truly magnifique! Is this crab in the omelette? What sort of sauce is this? Is it hard to make?"

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