Mysterious Woman With Lock
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A mysterious woman holding a vintage iron lock.
Study for a book cover.
That final year before the children came we went away together, seeking the sun, choosing a wild and formless place with few taverna and a single isolated hotel. It was a charming village with white painted houses, and private villas dotted among the hills. Groves of olive and lemon trees spilled untidily above secluded bays with unspoiled beaches where small fishing craft painted blue or yellow bobbed at anchor. Beyond and surrounding the village, a wide and tranquil sea the colour of jade created harmony. Few things spoiled the symphony of place, as it appeared to we who were outsiders that the heroes of old resided among inhabitants lucky enough to call it home.
Susceptible to heat, we pasty faced newcomers hugged the shade when it proved oven fierce during noon and then turned sultry overnight. Trying to sleep at night after an inactive day proved a trial; often we went to bed after three when a cooling breeze blew in off the sea. Many cold showers were taken, dampening the ardour, but even with the fan at full stretch I�d lay awake until the ferocious reds and oranges of dawn streaked the sky signalling another day of tranquil delight. In keeping with the locals advice we spread yoghurt on the worst of our sunburn, but that appeared to be an added attraction for the biting insects that came after sunset to tease and irritate.
January 7th, 2013
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