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Excerpt 84

She waited for him to laugh.  He didn’t, of course.  She had never been hiking in her life.  Her parents had always owned property in areas where cars were needed and knew all of the valets very well.  He certainly didn’t look like the hiking type either with his suit and watch and perfect hair.

Still though, she was off the line, and being there meant embracing adventure.  Just because she hadn’t done it, did not mean it wasn’t worth doing.

“Sure, sounds great. Do you need to borrow some clothes?” She thought about how wrong it was to offer him some of Emmanuel’s clothes while he wasn’t even supposed to be in the house at all.

“I have some things in the trunk. I’ll be right back.”

She waited for the front door to swing shut before bolting upstairs to find something suitable for the day’s agenda. She looked out the window.  It seemed warm and mild, but she was terrible at choosing climate appropriate attire.  It seemed that every time Ala wore a strappy dress at the season’s first sign of sun, grayness and a monsoon type storm would break out moments after leaving her house.

She would need decent walking shoes, which she didn’t have with her. Or, didn’t own at all in this point in time.  She had gotten into the terrible habit of riding her bicycle in flats or worse, flip flops and was lucky she hadn’t broken her ankle.  She pulled a netted red sweater out of her suitcase.  She had purchased on sale for sailing and thought it may do well on the hike.  She found a slightly wrinkled pair of tan shorts that hit just above her knee with a wide brown leather belt. Now for shoes.  There was not a solution in sight, or at least, one she could see in her frantic, blinding haste, coupled with the slight nausea she had developed from falling in love.


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