Writer's Dream
I stood in the dirt track staring at
what was to be my home for the summer. My heart sunk. It was nothing like the
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“Something is wrong?”
I glared at the agent who’d brought me from
the airport and pointed at the structure.
“Look at it. The door and windows are
boarded up and painted, the wall is crumbling, the grass hasn’t been cut. This
isn’t what I paid for.”
“Please, follow.” He disappeared around a
corner.
I stomped after him, stepping
surprisingly into a new world of groomed floral gardens, repainted pink stucco
and brightly painted trim. Standing on the veranda, I looked down into a
beautiful valley of vineyards, surrounded with green rolling hills.
“Back of house still in renos. This and
inside complete. Is okay?”
I smiled. “Is okay.”
My dream to spend the summer writing at
an Italian villa was a reality.
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