potential mate.
“I didn’t even know that.” I look at
Wilson with surprise and a little disappointed he never told me. “You said you
worked at P & G, but a lawyer?”
“You didn’t ask.” He seems pretty
pleased with himself.
“The landlord said cute Henry can stay,
and he’ll keep Henry while we’re away for the next three days.” Prudence smiles
in a way that tells me that there’s something up her sleeve.
“I don’t know the land lord.” I conclude
Prudence’s hormones are making her crazy.
“I’m the landlord.” Wilson looks down at
his feet avoiding eye contact with me. “The rent pays off law school debt. I
guess I failed to mention that, too.”
I can’t believe it. This entire time and
he never once said he’s the landlord.
“You didn’t tell me that either.” Now
I’m just pissed. I’ve been living here for a month and don’t know a thing about
him. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“No need to. You’ve been a good tenant
so far.” He takes a Coke out of the refrigerator. “Until Henry.”
“Okay, let’s go.” Prudence picks up Henry
and turns to Wilson. “He’s going to show me around Hyde Park.”
Georgia, Lucy, and I are speechless.
Prudence caresses Henry in a Cruella Da
Ville kind of way. Thank God she isn’t into pink fur!
“Maybe we’ll get Henry a little something
from Hype Bark,” Wilson says.
We look at each other and laugh.
Prudence will do anything for the right man. She just puts a spell on them, and
they turn to mush.
I look at my friends. I can’t remember
feeling so grateful in my life. They keep me grounded.
Chapter Twenty-Four
There’s something intimate about us
driving, laughing over memories while creating new ones. It couldn’t be a more
perfect day for the drive to the spa. The road is paved with country landscape
adding to the secluded-spa feeling.
The copper dome of the West Baden tops
the trees. The entry archway welcomes us, with the brick drive leading up to
the five-star hotel that’s rated amongst the 100 most beautiful hotels in
America by Travel Magazine.
Our eyes focus on the massive veranda
running along the entire outer rim of the hotel.
“I can’t wait to drink my coffee there,”
Georgia says, putting her hand up to contain her grin.
“Welcome to the West Baden, ladies.” The
bell man opens our car doors as the valet attendant approaches. He starts to
put our luggage in the cart. “Let’s get you checked in.”
I chuckle, looking at all the luggage.
It’s a two-night spa retreat, not a one-week vacay in Vegas.
The atrium on the inside is something to
behold. Our eyes meet the ceiling. “The atrium is two hundred feet across,” the
bellman says.
The oversized stuffed chairs make me
giddy. The people look like Edith Ann, the Lily Tomlin character from Laugh-In .
I want to crawl in and not come out.
“I love being here with you.” Lucy wraps
her arm around my shoulder.
“Give me three months away and I’d be
fine.” Prudence says, winking even though I know she’s kidding.
“Purdy, who are you kidding? You can’t
live without the hustle and bustle of the city. Such a big talker.” Georgia
rolls her eyes, and rests her hands on her bulging baby belly.
The room is unreal. The silk bedspread
and bolster pillows are the whipped cream to a delicious sundae. The marble
flooring, granite top bar and bathroom sinks are the cherry. The bell man opens
the balcony doors to the atrium causing a fresh spa air glide around the room.
Our room is on the fifth floor of the
sixth story atrium. The lights in the center of the dome change through the
colors of the rainbow. We paid the bell-man and sat on the balcony watching the
colors for forty-five minutes.
Prudence and Georgia go off to explore
the grounds while Lucy and I go for our spa treatment.
The package includes two different spa
treatments. I can’t wait to try the mud bath I’ve heard so much about. Plus, it
gives Lucy and me the
“I didn’t even know that.” I look at
Wilson with surprise and a little disappointed he never told me. “You said you
worked at P & G, but a lawyer?”
“You didn’t ask.” He seems pretty
pleased with himself.
“The landlord said cute Henry can stay,
and he’ll keep Henry while we’re away for the next three days.” Prudence smiles
in a way that tells me that there’s something up her sleeve.
“I don’t know the land lord.” I conclude
Prudence’s hormones are making her crazy.
“I’m the landlord.” Wilson looks down at
his feet avoiding eye contact with me. “The rent pays off law school debt. I
guess I failed to mention that, too.”
I can’t believe it. This entire time and
he never once said he’s the landlord.
“You didn’t tell me that either.” Now
I’m just pissed. I’ve been living here for a month and don’t know a thing about
him. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“No need to. You’ve been a good tenant
so far.” He takes a Coke out of the refrigerator. “Until Henry.”
“Okay, let’s go.” Prudence picks up Henry
and turns to Wilson. “He’s going to show me around Hyde Park.”
Georgia, Lucy, and I are speechless.
Prudence caresses Henry in a Cruella Da
Ville kind of way. Thank God she isn’t into pink fur!
“Maybe we’ll get Henry a little something
from Hype Bark,” Wilson says.
We look at each other and laugh.
Prudence will do anything for the right man. She just puts a spell on them, and
they turn to mush.
I look at my friends. I can’t remember
feeling so grateful in my life. They keep me grounded.
Chapter Twenty-Four
There’s something intimate about us
driving, laughing over memories while creating new ones. It couldn’t be a more
perfect day for the drive to the spa. The road is paved with country landscape
adding to the secluded-spa feeling.
The copper dome of the West Baden tops
the trees. The entry archway welcomes us, with the brick drive leading up to
the five-star hotel that’s rated amongst the 100 most beautiful hotels in
America by Travel Magazine.
Our eyes focus on the massive veranda
running along the entire outer rim of the hotel.
“I can’t wait to drink my coffee there,”
Georgia says, putting her hand up to contain her grin.
“Welcome to the West Baden, ladies.” The
bell man opens our car doors as the valet attendant approaches. He starts to
put our luggage in the cart. “Let’s get you checked in.”
I chuckle, looking at all the luggage.
It’s a two-night spa retreat, not a one-week vacay in Vegas.
The atrium on the inside is something to
behold. Our eyes meet the ceiling. “The atrium is two hundred feet across,” the
bellman says.
The oversized stuffed chairs make me
giddy. The people look like Edith Ann, the Lily Tomlin character from Laugh-In .
I want to crawl in and not come out.
“I love being here with you.” Lucy wraps
her arm around my shoulder.
“Give me three months away and I’d be
fine.” Prudence says, winking even though I know she’s kidding.
“Purdy, who are you kidding? You can’t
live without the hustle and bustle of the city. Such a big talker.” Georgia
rolls her eyes, and rests her hands on her bulging baby belly.
The room is unreal. The silk bedspread
and bolster pillows are the whipped cream to a delicious sundae. The marble
flooring, granite top bar and bathroom sinks are the cherry. The bell man opens
the balcony doors to the atrium causing a fresh spa air glide around the room.
Our room is on the fifth floor of the
sixth story atrium. The lights in the center of the dome change through the
colors of the rainbow. We paid the bell-man and sat on the balcony watching the
colors for forty-five minutes.
Prudence and Georgia go off to explore
the grounds while Lucy and I go for our spa treatment.
The package includes two different spa
treatments. I can’t wait to try the mud bath I’ve heard so much about. Plus, it
gives Lucy and me the
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