Twilight is not mine but I do own a lovely new hardcover copy of On the Road, yes the hubs and I decided to read this book, bc we are both looking forward to the movie, and of course Kristen's performance. (Funny note: Hubs is reading it in Spanish, and I in English, every time he mentions something specific about the book I can't help but laugh when he says the names with a Spanish sounding accent or the authors comments bc they sound funny in Spanish.)

Enjoy!

Chapter 39

She walked with a purpose towards me. The clicking of her high-heels resounded on the quiet afternoon. As she stepped closer towards me her eyes ran the lenghet of my body taking in the dirty clothing and my unshaven face. I knew I was attractive, but her gaze was undressing and I felt violated as she smiled at me.

-"Hello again, boy"- she purred.

-"I saw you before. Have you followed me?"- She came closer, too close. I could feel the heat of her body. Her gloved covered hand raised towards my check and if she hadn't been so close I would have heard her, when she whispered "beautiful".

Her words broad me out of my stillness and I stepped back distancing from her.

Her gaze was too intense; her perfume was too potent, her touch was wrong.

I turn to see the young girl on the lawn but couldn't find her, the door from the small house was open, but no one was there. The driver had taken all the bags from the car and walked inside, leaving this woman with me on the sidewalk.

I turn my attention back to her, she was smiling at me.

"Would you like to come in?" her smile was too friendly.

Where else would I go, the light was dimming and the sun had set several minutes from now, I had not found a place to stay and I was hungry. So I did the only thing that would lead me back to her.

I nodded politely. She slipped her hand in the crock of my arm and walked me to the house.

As we entered, I heard a light childlike voice whispering, and the male brusque but hushed tone. He was reprimanding her.

–"He'd better be ready, you know how she is. If he's not she won't be to happy with you, and you know what will happen…" He trailed of.

As we came into the folley of the large house, I could see her standing bear-foot with her head bow down. She seamed so fragile, helpless, I wanted to protect her. I wanted to take her away from his evil eyes.

Hearing the clicking of heals on the wood floor made him turn to the other room. She stood motionless, with her same posture of surrender.

-"Ivan, go and get my boy. Have his lunch for him, you'll be leaving to the country home"-. Her voice was demanding and unrelenting. He looked over at the young girl and whispered: -"You heard her Marie, go to it."- The young girl turned on her heal and walked towards a long corridor and disappeared behind a blue door.

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Love

Mel