Author's note -
This is the second chapter in an ongoing series of character studies. Here the two leading characters discover each and their world. Maybe age is just a number. This is not a stroke story; of course, this being Lit, there are some sexy scenes.
All characters are over eighteen years of age and are fictional. While some places may be geographically correct, what takes place is fictional.
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"Good Morning, Sally. Two things, first did you get an overnight package addressed to me? Second, is everything set up for the conference this morning?"
"Yes, I got the package. What am I suppose to do with it?"
"Call Raul and have him come to the office. Put him in my private office. He'll know what needs doing. He will give you the package back and which I want to be sent back to me for 8 AM delivery to me here in Watkins Glen tomorrow morning. Make a guaranteed reservation at the Riverside Inn in Overlook, NY for me beginning the day after tomorrow and running for the next eight days. I am not sure when I will be arriving, likely sometime during that time frame. I will need a suite when I get there. Give Raul the address of the inn. He will know what I need."
"Yes, sir."
"All right, connect me to the conference room, and let's get this ball rolling."
Two hours later, I finally got off the phone with the team, and we all had a clear idea of how to go forward. Walking back onto the bus, "Kat? What's wrong? You look upset. What's going on?"
"You know the little ring I always wear? Aunt Flo gave me that ring when I graduated from high school. That ring belonged to her mother. It's lost. I've looked everywhere, and I can't find it."
"It's got to be here. I know you have taken everything apart, looking for it while I was outside on the phone. But, for sure, the ring is here where I can't say. When I misplaced something and could not find it, I walked away for a day instead of running around looking for it. Almost always, I found it the next day or the following day. Baby? It is here, and it will turn up. Ok?"
"Neil, I, I just can't understand what happened. I'm upset, and well, I'm worried that it is lost. And what do I say to Aunt Flo? Give me a few to calm down. Losing something this important is so unlike me."
"Kat! Do not beat yourself up. The ring is here, and it will turn up. Making a guess, it will turn tomorrow morning." All right, genius, how are you going to get the ring back without stirring up all kinds of stuff on her part?
"Hun, let's go in town, get a bite to eat, and then go to the Corning Museum. Have you ever seen crystal done as a statue?"
"No? I've seen pictures but not in person."
"As you know, I love to do landscape photography. Taking either crystal or glass and shaping it into something else is another art form that I find endlessly fascinating. In Chicago, you'll see I have a few small pieces of glass in the condo along with some photos as well."
After lunch, we got to the museum and began wandering about the galleries. Seeing the exhibits was the first time Kat had seen works like this and how they came to be. As we strolled about, she struck up conversations with one or another staff member, talking about techniques and what all else I didn't know. What became very clear to me was that Kat was a genuine artist in her own right.
"Kat, at some point, I am going buy or build a house, a house for the both of us. As you saw, they have some great design concepts I'd like to incorporate into our new home. What do you think?"
"Neil, my darling man. You have no idea what this place has done to me. It is incredible, breathtaking, and it has changed my notions of what and where to go next."
I was taken aback by Kat's reactions. Her eyes bounced from one exhibit, one piece to the next, and back and forth as she drank everything in. She absorbed galleries in ways I did not understand. But she was incorporating everything she saw.
I stepped outside and called my office. "Sally, I need you to get a hold of Raul and find out from him when the earliest he can have it in Albany. Then send me a text with what he said. And no, I will not give you any details, just let me know what it says. Thank you, Sally." Thirty minutes later, my phone chimed in, telling me I had a text. The text said, "tomorrow afternoon, not later than three. The other thing will be there by eight in the morning." Well, well, tomorrow is going to be a busy day.
"Sweetheart? Roll over and go back to sleep. I'm going to take Ru out for a walk and run. We'll be back in a little while. Ok? When I get back, we will need to start moving towards Albany. I'd like to get there around four or so."
I was waiting at the office when FedUP arrived. Yes! They did have it. Thank all the gods in all the heavens for that. Very carefully and securely, I slipped the ring into my pocket. Together Ru and I roamed around the campgrounds. About an hour later, we headed back home and heard the shower running when we came inside.
I carefully put the ring just inside the back fold of the sofa in the front of the bus. Where I hoped that Kat would find it there as it was next to where she usually sat. Then, walking into the bathroom, I held a towel out for my wonderful woman. "Does anyone here need their back dried?"