Een tijdje geleden kreeg ik de uitnodiging om mee te doen met de boektour rondom het boek ‘travel glass’. Omdat ik momenteel bezig ben in het verhaal dus leek het me natuurlijk erg leuk om mee te doen. Ik had nog nooit meegedaan met een Amerikaanse/Engelse boektour dus was ook erg verast toen ik deze opmaak opgestuurd kreeg voor dit bericht. Maar vind het zelf wel mooi, dus ik gebruik hem gewoon 🙂
When our food came, Valcas ate slowly and deliberately, mostly facing the lake. I caught him looking around behind himself several times—back in the direction of the dock.
Since Valcas remained quiet, I decided to try out Uncle Al’s advice. “Thanks for taking me out tonight. We had an odd introduction earlier today, don’t you think?”
Valcas looked at me. His lips tugged into a slight frown. Even with his sunglasses blocking his gaze, it was obvious that this was the first time during dinner that he’d really looked at me.
“Trust me, this is not a date.”
As he said this I felt a chill from the breeze coming off of the lake.
“Oh, I see.” I cleared my throat, my cheeks steaming with embarrassment. “So, you did just take pity on me for what happened at the dock?”
“I’ve been searching,” Valcas said. “You’re a runner, right?”
“Do you run?” Valcas looked behind him again and then turned to refill my water glass.
“Well, for exercise, yes.”
I sat there agape, wondering whether this was really the best effort he could make toward conversation. During the next few moments of uncomfortable silence I kept my mouth tightly pressed shut. So much for Uncle Al’s advice. Suddenly I felt very cold. No doubt we’d shared one of the strangest experiences of my life earlier that day. He could at least fill me in on what he knew. I was the one who’d been knocked to the ground.
I shivered and cleared my throat. “Earlier at the dock you mentioned being new to the area. Where are you visiting from?” I asked, hopeful that this approach would eventually lead to an explanation.
Valcas sat there, stony and indifferent. Frustrated, I stood up to leave. Just as I was about to make an excuse for why I had to go home, Valcas yelled.
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