smiled back at him, gave him a thumbs up and then finally left.
By the time a second and third race car passed me by, I had become accustomed to the sound. I loved everything associated with the race. I missed the high-pitched sound of the cars from previous years, but had got used to the bumblebee sound nevertheless. But I didn’t slow my pace. I knew I must leave the Principality to gather my thoughts and gain some peace again.
Walking behind the barriers, I had turned the corner when I heard the squealing of car brakes. I didn’t want to stop and turn around to see what had happened on the race track. I hoped whoever it was had managed to quickly gain control of the car.
At home, lunch was already waiting for me. I took it from the terrace table and went inside.
Changing my clothes, I went straight to bed. I didn’t want to see or hear anyone. This day had been too exhausting, both physically and emotionally.
I slept right through until the next morning and woke up feeling great.
Although I had intended to have a quick shower, it ended up being a long and leisurely one. Afterwards, I went searching for something to eat. I needed to eat and, most of all, I needed a large cup of coffee.
Coming down the stairs to the kitchen, I saw that breakfast was on the table. A little note was also there. I loved Anne-Marie’s care for me.
When Dame rented the house for me I was left alone as I had wished. At that time I was not really sociable and I basically locked myself away from the rest of the world. I played my role as a kind shop assistant in the perfumery and that exhausted me every day. To start my own business had been my psychologist’s idea. He saw I was destroying myself by doing nothing but waiting for some news about my lost son.
After a month, Anne-Marie realised I wasn’t in contact with anyone on the street, not even her, and she decided to take matters into her hands. She was not to be chased away. Slowly, but with persistence, she crawled under my skin. She never asked any questions, just waited for what I was ready to share.
She was a stay-at-home mum of three children, all of who were as adorable as their mother. Although she was fully occupied with her children, she cooked for me too.
“It makes no difference if I cook for five or for six. So stop arguing about it. I don’t want to hear anything about it,” was her statement after I thanked her for her kindness during those first weeks.
Although I had thought she would have enough of it eventually, she didn’t. She took me under her wing, like a stray dog from the street.
After breakfast, I locked myself in my laboratory. I needed distraction and this was the perfect way to forget everything for a while.
Whenever I was in my laboratory, I lost track of time. I was involved with my work; new fragrances were put together easily and I was satisfied.
A knock on the laboratory door brought me back to reality. I froze. Only two people had a key to the house; Anne-Marie, obviously, and Dame. I hoped it wasn’t him.
Slowly I went to the door. I sighed out loud with relief. It was Anne-Marie; she had a big smile on her face.
“Are you done?” she asked. I looked back to the room and saw the mess I was creating. I knew lots of dishwashing and cleaning waited for me. Nevertheless, seeing the light on the laboratory burner was out and everything was done, I decided to take a break.
“Yes, I am.”
She stepped aside as she knew this room was off limits.
“Then it’s time for you to go out,” she said and moved to allow me to lock the door. When I looked at her, she smiled.
“You’re so secretive about this room. I just hope you aren’t ‘cooking’ a bomb in there.”
I had to laugh.
“I don’t think bombs are being cooked . Anyway I just might be mistaken.” She took my hand and led me away.
“This answer has calmed me down,” she replied. Anyway, it’s already past noon and I bet you ate only half of your breakfast.”
She
By the time a second and third race car passed me by, I had become accustomed to the sound. I loved everything associated with the race. I missed the high-pitched sound of the cars from previous years, but had got used to the bumblebee sound nevertheless. But I didn’t slow my pace. I knew I must leave the Principality to gather my thoughts and gain some peace again.
Walking behind the barriers, I had turned the corner when I heard the squealing of car brakes. I didn’t want to stop and turn around to see what had happened on the race track. I hoped whoever it was had managed to quickly gain control of the car.
At home, lunch was already waiting for me. I took it from the terrace table and went inside.
Changing my clothes, I went straight to bed. I didn’t want to see or hear anyone. This day had been too exhausting, both physically and emotionally.
I slept right through until the next morning and woke up feeling great.
Although I had intended to have a quick shower, it ended up being a long and leisurely one. Afterwards, I went searching for something to eat. I needed to eat and, most of all, I needed a large cup of coffee.
Coming down the stairs to the kitchen, I saw that breakfast was on the table. A little note was also there. I loved Anne-Marie’s care for me.
When Dame rented the house for me I was left alone as I had wished. At that time I was not really sociable and I basically locked myself away from the rest of the world. I played my role as a kind shop assistant in the perfumery and that exhausted me every day. To start my own business had been my psychologist’s idea. He saw I was destroying myself by doing nothing but waiting for some news about my lost son.
After a month, Anne-Marie realised I wasn’t in contact with anyone on the street, not even her, and she decided to take matters into her hands. She was not to be chased away. Slowly, but with persistence, she crawled under my skin. She never asked any questions, just waited for what I was ready to share.
She was a stay-at-home mum of three children, all of who were as adorable as their mother. Although she was fully occupied with her children, she cooked for me too.
“It makes no difference if I cook for five or for six. So stop arguing about it. I don’t want to hear anything about it,” was her statement after I thanked her for her kindness during those first weeks.
Although I had thought she would have enough of it eventually, she didn’t. She took me under her wing, like a stray dog from the street.
After breakfast, I locked myself in my laboratory. I needed distraction and this was the perfect way to forget everything for a while.
Whenever I was in my laboratory, I lost track of time. I was involved with my work; new fragrances were put together easily and I was satisfied.
A knock on the laboratory door brought me back to reality. I froze. Only two people had a key to the house; Anne-Marie, obviously, and Dame. I hoped it wasn’t him.
Slowly I went to the door. I sighed out loud with relief. It was Anne-Marie; she had a big smile on her face.
“Are you done?” she asked. I looked back to the room and saw the mess I was creating. I knew lots of dishwashing and cleaning waited for me. Nevertheless, seeing the light on the laboratory burner was out and everything was done, I decided to take a break.
“Yes, I am.”
She stepped aside as she knew this room was off limits.
“Then it’s time for you to go out,” she said and moved to allow me to lock the door. When I looked at her, she smiled.
“You’re so secretive about this room. I just hope you aren’t ‘cooking’ a bomb in there.”
I had to laugh.
“I don’t think bombs are being cooked . Anyway I just might be mistaken.” She took my hand and led me away.
“This answer has calmed me down,” she replied. Anyway, it’s already past noon and I bet you ate only half of your breakfast.”
She
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