Tuesday, August 28, 2007
As a result of these commitments, I will not be posting any new chapters until after September 16th.
I can't wait to get back to work on this book, to complete the remaining chapters and then....who knows.....there's another book waiting in the wings!
See you soon....
Thursday, August 2, 2007
The knock at the door was insistent. I threw the covers I’d wrapped around me to the side and stumbled out of bed. The room was filled with light and I knew that hours had passed since I’d lain down. I threw my robe around my shoulders and went to the front door hoping I’d find Anna on the other side.
I opened the door and saw Jozef.
He walked around me and I closed the door, following him into the kitchen. He sat down at the table and motioned me to join him.
“What are you doing here?”
“I saw Mila and your neighbor leave this morning,” he said. “So I followed them. I know where they are staying.”
I ignored the implication of blackmail made possible by his knowledge. “Were there any problems for them? What’s the place like?”
Jozef got up from the table and filled the kettle with water and prepared a new pot of coffee. “Actually your idea was perfect,” he said.
“It wasn’t mine.”
He looked at me and raised his eyebrows. “You are trusting. Have you known the old woman long?”
“Yes, my parents knew her. She’s been my neighbor since I was a child.”
“Well Mila and the old woman looked like grandmother and grand-daughter. They’re staying in a small house, fenced yard enough shrubs to hide it from the eyes of someone walking by. The neighbor’s houses are similar so I’m guessing that they keep to themselves. Although they’d know if someone new had entered the street.”
“Your sister and you will join them?”
Jozef looked at me and then stepped into the hall, “Hello?”
He came back into the kitchen and went to the stove to check the kettle. “Your sister has gone-missing, or is she visiting a friend too?”
I didn’t answer.
“Where was she last seen?”
There was a knock. I went to the front door and heard Deszo’s voice. I looked back to see Jozef standing in the hall. I opened the door. Deszo’s face was pale and haggard from lack of sleep. “They’ve taken Mila.”
“No! You’re wrong, Jozef said that they were all right. He said they had gotten to the house safely!”