I pulled on my sneakers and it wasnt more than a minute before I took the elevator to the lobby. Island life is so informal that I felt totally at home. The restaurant was across the street, a short distance from the hotel.It was built in such a way that those who occupied the best seats enjoyed an unobstructed view of the ocean.
By now it was becoming dark,that strange darkness that suddenly descends in the tropics, making you think that someone had abruptly dropped a curtain between the sun and Earth. But tonight was a full moon, just like that time long ago when I was with Kimberly. It always seems to shine more brilliantly when I am away from home a uniquely personal perception. It made me aware that I was still thinking of Kimberly as I walked into the restaurant.
Gideon and Marla had already arrived and after a moments greeting, the maitre d escorted us to a table facing a large window. It provided us with a sweeping view of the ocean. By the pale light of the moon, the waves appeared to be dancing to the music of the wind.
Beautiful place you chose, I said.
Just want you to enjoy the best, replied Gideon.
Romantic, isnt it? said Marla.
Especially romantic, I replied. Actually, earlier today
I was recalling a romantic situation.
Sounds interesting, piped in Gideon,thats an area you hardly ever discuss. I guess you always felt it was something that you could handle by yourself or too private to discuss with others. So, of course, we never brought it up. What were you thinking about, if you dont mind?
Oh, not much, I started to say when a waiter appeared.
Its good to see you again, sir, the waiter addressed Gideon. We missed you.
Ive been quite busy for the past few months, Jarvis, but I promise to visit more often.
Thats great, sir, beamed Jarvis. When would you like dinner served, sir?
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