Carries Adventure

Carrie never stopped jabbering as she sat down in the chair opposite my desk.  I decided that it would be a good day to take her from the house and give the poor Captain a break from her constant annoying voice, as he put it.

Telling her we were going into town for some necessary supplies seemed to brighten her up more and I quickly sent her to her room to get a sweater and what ever else she wanted to bring with her to town.  I went and got my purse and car keys and when she came downstairs hustled her out of the door.

The day was glorious and the cove was filled with boats coming and going in and out of port. Carrie sat in amazement as she looked all around and for once seemed tongue tied. I knew how beautiful this cove was, but I could see that she was beginning to understand how I could leave NYC and live here in this quaint setting.

All the towns people waved and said hello as we wandered from store to store and Carrie seemed generally happy looking over all the home made jellies and jams, and other crafts that the local people contributed to the area.  I saw that she had quite alot of things in her hands as she went to check out and I was pleased that I had thought of taking her here today.  Not only did the Captain need the reprieve, but I needed to get supplies and a chance to unwind from the hectic three weeks in the city. 

On our way back to the house I swung by the cove and let Carrie see all the boats and the beautiful beach. I told her that there were steps to the beach from my home and that maybe she would enjoy going and relaxing there sometime. She seemed to just glow as the wind whipped her long hair around as I sped home.  I looked at her and she brought back memories of me in my youth. Full of enthusium and hope. She really was a sweet girl, just over zealous at times.

Upon arriving, I noticed the curtains in my office flutter and had to smile. I knew it was the Captain and that he would be making a hasty retreat into his den so that he didn't have to hear or see Carrie.  I had to smile, and even laughed. Carrie looked at me and asked what I was laughing at, and I just shook my head and said I was so glad to be home.

She helped me put all the groceries away talking the entire time. About the town and the cove and how beautiful everything was.  I just smiled and continued with what I was doing and when we were done, told her that she should go and enjoy the beach on such a great day because I would be writing most of the time and there would be nothing for her to read or do while I was at work.

How excited she was as she ran to her room to change. As she was leaving she popped her head into my office and said bye and ran out the door. I turned around and watched her as she ran down the steps and disappeared from view.

When I turned back to my computer, there was the Captain scowling at me as he sat in the chair.  I had to bite my tongue and hold my lips in tightly to stop myself from laughing. He looked ferocious and ready to blow.  I sat there quietly and waited to see what would happen.  I had learned awhile ago never to speak when I saw him in this state. He would tell me in his time what was on him mind. 

He suddenly jumped up, started pacing across the floor and as he paced he muttered to himself in that language that I did not understand. I had all I could do not to burst out laughing. I have never seen him so aggitated.  He turned quickly and stopped in his tracks and looked at me as to dare me to laugh at him.  Putting his hands on his hips he glared and finally started to speak.

"Well, thank ye for taking that wee bit of a girl out of my hair for awhile. I dinnae know how much longer I would be able to stand her constant chattering. That wee lass never comes up for air and I never saw anyone that talked to herself in her own room. How long will she be here again?  I have been cramped up in that den to avoid her but she is so noisey that her voice carries throughout the whole house."

I sat there quietly trying not to smirk or laugh. Carrie brought back memories of me when I was young and how badly I wanted to write and be someone.  I felt sorry for the Captain. Except for me there was no one that came to the house and it was always quiet and peaceful.  Well, he would have to get used to seeing her for the two weeks she would be my guest and as he was rambling on and on about what a nuisance it was to have her here, I sat back and thought that I would rather enjoy her for the time she was here. I had forgotten how it was to be young and full of life.  Yes, Carrie and I would be ok and the Captain, well , he would have to make the best of the situation.

The Captain stopped talking when he realized that I was not listening to him, but lost in my own thoughts.  I hastily cleared my throat and sat up straight and started to type on my computer. With one eye on him as he threw up his hands in the air and stomped out of my office, slaming the door.  I smiled as I started to do my re-writes and thought that this would be a very good experience for him.  Yes, he needed to learn patience and Carrie would test him, that was for sure.

 

 

 

Home Again

"Hurry, open that door. I can't hang unto these bags any longer, Carrie said. I just shook my head as I tried desperately to get the bolt lock open, I gave myself a silent reminder to have it checked as soon as possible. It had always stuck and I did mean to get it fixed, but it had slipped my mind.  I had brought Carrie home with me from the signing tour because my editor wanted her to help me with the re-writes and bring it back to him when it was all done.  I really didn't like the thought of her in my home, but I felt bad telling her to stay in a bed and breakfast in town when there was so much room here.  Her constant chattering was giving me a headache. She was a small, studious blonde with a face of a cherub, but boy, could she talk.

All the way home in the airplane, cab and now at the door.  I felt like rushing in and closing it real quick and putting my back to it so that she couldn't come in after me. But when I finally got it open I stepped aside so that she could enter before me with the suitcases. 

Taking her up to the second floor I gave her a very nice room and told her to freshen up and come down whenever she felt like it and that I would be in my room for a while also unpacking and refreshing myself after the long journey. 

Oh, was I happy to see my own room. There is no hotel on earth that is as comfortable as your very own bed.  I swear, I have slept in almost every kind of hotel there is and never found one that completely made me comfortable. 

I walked over to the sliding doors and opened them and stepped out on the veranda to look out at the cove. How I had missed this mystical and beautiful place. All of a sudden I could smell a strong musk scent in the room and I smiled. There was only one person I knew that had that wonderful scent. I turned around and before me stood the Captain. Oh, heart! Keep beating please!  He seemed more gorgeoushan he had when I left three weeks ago.  His smile lit up my heart as if a fire was burning inside. He walked over to me and took me in his arms and held me so tight I thought I would bust. I managed to wiggle back a bit and laughed as I looked into those swimmingdark eyes.  Gently he kissed my forehead , my eyes, and holding my head with his two hands he just looked at me for what seemed like forever,before slowly lowering his head and kissing me fully on my lips.  My knees got so weak I thought I would fall down if it weren't for him holding me up. Gently he stood back up and still holding me tightly whispered in my ear words I had no way of understanding what he was saying. I knew it was Gaelic for when he was with me he would often mutter words I could not understand. He stepped back finally and gave me a very stern look. I could not imagine what I had done to deserve it, but I knew he would tell me. 

"Now lass, I would like to know why ye have brought that young girl into this house. Why she even talks to herself in her room. What is she doing here and how long will she be here?" He asked.  I smiled, Oh, that was what was bothering him.  He didn't like company in what he still considered his home.  I explained to him why she had come with me and that I would be finished in a week with the re-writes and she would be gone then.

He rolled his eyes and I had to laugh.  I never saw him so nervous and uncomfortable. He always appeared to be in full control of any and all situations.  I don't think he had any idea what was going to happen with this girl here.   He squinted his eyes at me and told me that under no circumstances was this girl to go into his study, EVER.  I used my finger and crossed my heart as I held back a laugh and promised that she would not have full rein of my home and never be allowed into his study. This made him feel better because I could see he relaxed a bit.

I didn't like the idea any more than he did, but we were both stuck with my little friend who was to help me .  Well, time would tell if it was a good arrangement or not.

Just as the Captain was about to say something, Carrie came bouncing into the room chattering away about taking a tour of the house.  He had materialized behind her and shook his finer at me and used it to cross his heart as a reminder that I had made him a promise.  I just smiled and nodded my head up and down so that he knew I understood what he meant.  

Oh! Carrie! you are going to drive me crazy.  Those re-writes will be done very quickly I can assure you. I promised myself.

 

 

Book Signing Tour

My agent has sent me the itinerary for the cities I will be visiting promoting my newest book. I am so glad that she takes care of all the necerssary arrangements.  I really hate doing all that travel scheduling.

These will be busy and stressfull days for me because i will be in a different city each day of the tour. The Morning Show in NYC and bookstore signings all over the country. Hecitc days and dinner parties at night. The television shows are the worst for me because I get very nervous sitting on the stage with the MC and talkingl I have to keep telling myself before they introduce me "That I can do this."

I have all my suitcases packed and ready to be picked up by the cab which will be coming for me after sunset around 10pm. I have been waiting for Captain McCain to join me. We have planned to go down to the beach today and watch the sunset together because I won't be home for about three weeks. That is a long time and I will  miss him and the cove very much.  He strolls in the office and his smile radiates throughout the room. I can feel my heart quicken its beating and my knees get weak when he looks at me with those beautiful eyes of his. He has kaki pants on and a blue tee shirt. A gold chain with a claddah hanging around his neck. As he approaches me I realize I have been holding my breath and his smile deepens and he lets out a little laugh. He knows how he affects me. Just as I know how i affect him too.

Picking up our picnic lunch, that he has prepared, we walk hand in hand down to the beach. The water is so lovely as the waves come curling into the sandy beach. So many different colors of blue blending as you look out inot the ocean. How wonderful all of this is and how much I will miss my home. We sit down on the blanket that the Captain has spread out on the sand and begin to take out the picnic dinner as we enjoy the scenery around us. We haven't said much, but then it seems that we really don't have to always be talking. We converse with our bodies more I think. Our eyes are like windows into our hearts and souls and we just seem to know that words are not necessary sometimes.

Sitting down together and eating our meal, we look out as the ocean as the sun turns the sky into a glorious red color and watch as it slowly sinks into the water. It is so hard to discribe the full beauty of nature. There are so many things that all come into play to ake this scene that only the Creator is capable of making.

Standing up, he offers me his hands and I grasp them and come into his arms. He pulls me gently into his embrace and with his warm breath he whispers into my ear how  much he will miss me and that he will be thinking of me every day and night. I look up into those bright eyes ofhis and lean forward to kiss his moist lips. Encircling me with his arms he pulls me in tighter and closer and returns my kiss a hundred fold. We are lost in each other and the day slowly truns into the dark of night. How I hate leaving him. I wish he could come with me and then I wouldn't have such a heavy heart. He gently lets me go and reaches down for the picnic basket and blanket and says that it it time to go back to the house because the taxi will be coming soon to pick me up. I should be so happy that my new book is all done and already selling like hot cakes, but inside my heart there is an empty spot that only can be filled by the Captain.

Entering the house and putting everything away, I don't know how to begin to tell him how I feel and how much I will miss him. He senses my discomfort and turns and without saying a word, just takes me into his arms and holds me tightly. I wish I could stand here in his arms for eternity, but then the door bell rings and I know it is time for me to leave. The door bell rings again but the Captain still holds me in his arms and I look up at him to say that it is probably the taxi, when he puts his finger on my lips and says,"Shhhh, he will wait. I just want to hold you a few minutes more." Leaning over he takes my face in his hands and tenderly kisses me once and then deepens the kiss until I am totally lost in his embrace.

Now the man at the door is becoming impatient and rings the bell once, then twice. We break away from each other and I turn to walk to the door to let him in to get my luggage. When I look back, the Captain has gone. He is nowhere to be seen.

My bags are loaded into the trunk and I take one last look at the mansion. Up on the veranda stands the Captain, smiling and waving at me. No sound comes from his mouth, but I can hear him saying, "Hurry back my love, Iam lonely here without you."

As the taxi pulls away, I look out the back window and watch the Captain until we are to far for me to see him. I can feel a knot in my stomach, I miss him so much already and I haven't even gotten to the airport yet. This will be the longest three weeks of my life.

 

 

Spring has finally come to Maine!!

It has been a long winter here in Maine. The winds and cold have finally calmed down and spring seems to be in the air. Today I opened the office glass doors and walked out on the veranda to view the brave souls that had taken their boats out in the bay to feel the fresh spring air.

The Captain and I have had an enjoyable winter getting to know each other and he has helped me so much with the book that I am writing on him and his adventures.  We have spent many happy hours just sitting by the fire in the den and talking and I find myself falling very deeply in love with this wonderful loving man. I can tell that he has strong feelings for me too. I don't know what will ever become of this relationship, but I have decided to live one day at a time and let the future be what it may. I will not leave him and hope he will be here with me for as long as I am able to have him.

Daydreaming with my arms wrapped around my chest for warmth, I didn't notice him come behind me on the veranda. He took his jacket off and put around my shoulders and wrapped his arms around me as he gently kissed me on my head.  I feel so at peace and so much happy in his arms.

We just stood there and watch the few brave sailors  taking their boats out for a day of fishing and some just to cruise on the water. I could stay in his arms for the rest of my life. Just the two of us, here in this house.