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Chapter 8
The day was beautiful and Daisy was thinking of going sightseeing and thought Leslie might like to go along, she would give her a call after she had a cup of coffee. The aroma of the black liquid permeated the villa as Daisy strolled from room to room thinking how lucky she was to live there. She went into the kitchen and retrieved her favorite cup from the cabinet, she poured it full and added cream and sugar and went for a walk in the lovely garden along the side of the villa. It was a small garden but had an air of mystery about it, there were stones of all sizes scattered throughout and the fence that surrounded the garden was also made of stone. As she strolled through what appeared to be ruins form a time gone by, she couldn't help but think of all the events that could have happened in this garden. She was sure that some lovers met here, that children played here; maybe someone had even been murdered here. Her imagination was running away with her. Whatever had taken place here would be interesting in any case, but she would have no way of finding out any of the stories or would she?
In the middle of the garden was a huge stone, it made a great place to sit and day dream and Daisy was good at that so she decided to have a seat and finish her coffee. This is such a beautiful place, I wonder how many people have lived here and sat on this very rock, what stories could this garden tell if it could talk, what could the walls of the villa reveal if given the chance she thought as she sat enjoying the morning. There was a wide variety of flowers growing in the garden, pink, white, lilac, blue, they were all gorgeous, so Daisy decided to pick herself a bouquet for her kitchen table, she had picked several colors and was just pulling a beautiful lilac one from the ground when she noticed the sun reflecting off an object that evidently had come up with the flower. As she investigated it further, to her surprise it was a beautiful stone encrusted ring, it looked as if it could be something of value if cleaned up. daisy thought I'll clean it up and maybe I can tell more about it, surely it's not real, why would it be left here? Daisy had a thousand questions going over in her head. How did the ring get her? Who had lost the ring? Were the stones real? Was it valuable? What story could the ring tell? Had it been buried intentionally or had it been lost? How long had it been there? Could the owners still be looking for it? Daisy's spirit of intrigue kicked into high gear, she would have to dig into this further, maybe she could bring the ring and its owner back together, was it possible?
The ring was so dirty from being in the earth that Daisy could hardly tell what it looked like but she thought that maybe it could be real. Daisy took her treasure and ran into the house to call Leslie, the day was getting away from her and if she was going to see any sights today, she needed to get going. She wrapped the ring in a tissue and laid in on her dresser, she would deal with it later; right now she had things to do and places to see. It probably wasn't real anyway so why worry about it, she would have plenty of time to play Sherlock Holmes but right now she had to get dressed and pick up Leslie for a great day in Calabria. She had totally forgotten the old family tale she had heard many times from her grandparents, could the ring possibly be a link? Only time would tell.
Leslie was glad that Daisy had invited her out for the day, her aunt and uncle had gone to visit family and Leslie was alone with nothing really to do. Daisy made haste to get herself dressed in denim shorts, a red tank top that enhanced her breast to the max, she put on her escadrille sandals , put her hair in a pony tail, grabbed her ball cap, camera, cell phone and out the door she went.
Daisy picked up Leslie and they were off for a day of exciting adventure. Leslie was quite the fashion statement in an adorable pale blue sundress with spaghetti straps, white T-strap sandals and a large brimmed straw hat. "Where are we headed? Asked Leslie as she jumped in the front seat, to the mountains I hope." "That's a great idea, Leslie, hold on, here we go," shouted Daisy as she put the car in gear and stepped on the gas.
"Mountains, here we come," said Daisy. The snow capped mountains were so picturesque as they drove along the curvaceous highway. Along the backdrop were rustic villas and impressive Greek ruins, an ideal spot for a lesson on Greek history. "There is a great deal of Greek heritage in and around Calabria, said Leslie; we should have brought Tory along to give us his tour speech. What is the situation between you two, anyway?" "We're taking it sow and easy, just friends for now, maybe someday our relationship will blossom into more," answered Daisy as they were coming into one of the small villages at the foot of the mountains. "Let's stop for a while, looks as if this is a great arts and crafts region, lots of street vendors, markets and places to eat. My kind of place," laughed Leslie as she caught her straw hat as it started to blow off her head.
Daisy parked, the two of them grabbed their totes and set out on foot to discover all the interesting history that may be hidden. Daisy was swallowed up by the charm of the village; she loved all the quaint buildings, craft stands, and cafes. She tried on straw hats, hand made sandals, shawls; she was like a kid in a candy shop. Leslie had seen it all before so she was not quite as overtaken as Daisy, but she was still having fun just watching Daisy. She was going from vendor to vendor asking question, looking at things, trying on everything she could, she loved the hand made jewelry and bought several pieces as gifts for her family.
"Let's get something to eat, what do you say, are you hungry, Daisy? I'm starved as usual," and she sat down at a table at one of the sidewalk cafes.
Daisy quickly agreed and before she could sit down the waiter was at their side, "What can I get for you lovely ladies?" He asked in broken English with an Italian accent on the side as he poured them a glass of complimentary wine. "I'll have the Greek salad, please," said Daisy. "I'll have the same," said Leslie as she winked at the waiter who was good looking. He smiled as he walked away and looked back to repay Leslie with a wink of his own. The girls enjoyed the ambiance of the area as they finished their lunch and continued sightseeing for the rest of the afternoon. The day was quickly coming to an end and it was time to head home.
Daisy pulled into the driveway at Maria and Joe's to drop Leslie off when she caught a glimpse of Tory standing on the veranda, as she parked the car Tory made his way to open the door for Daisy although she had not intended to get out for that reason, she didn't want to face him tonight, she was just too tired to fight her own emotions. Leslie was out of the car before Daisy had time to plead for her assistance by remaining close by. Daisy knew herself and if she were left alone with Tory the evening could have consequences she didn't want. Tory opened the door and reached for Daisy's hand, as she brushed his face, the scent of his cologne made her head start spinning, I just can't take this she thought, I must get away, but it was too late, Tory had fixed his eyes on hers and was holding her prisoner with the desire that had taken hold of her. His lips were coming down on hers, there was nothing she could do, she couldn't get away. Tory had her in his grip, she didn't want to make a scene, so she surrendered to him trying to convince herself that she had no other choice, but knowing in her heart she wanted it too.
The kiss brought emotions Daisy didn't know she had and she certainly didn't want to deal with them here and now. She had no other choice, Tory was too close for comfort and she was losing the battle with her emotions. Before she knew what was happening he was kissing her again, she had no time to get lose from his clutches not that she wanted to, who did she think she was fooling?
Leslie had gone in the house so there was no one around but the two of them and that was proving to be a strike against her. Before she knew it she was returning his kisses with the same passion he was giving them, how could she gracefully get out of this situation, did he have this much control over her? She had to bring this to an end and as soon as possible, this was not the time or the place for this although her heart was telling her something entirely different.
Daisy finally got the opportunity to ease herself out of the car; at least she could make her way to the veranda or better yet into the house where there would be others present. This would break the spell that Tory seemed to have over her when she was with him and bring them back to reality, thus giving her a chance to make a decent exit. It worked; Daisy found Aunt Maria and started a conversation to get her mind off the scene she had just taken part in. Tory was glad that Daisy had taken the initiative to do what she did; he knew it was the right thing to do for the both of them. Dais vowed she would not let this happen again although it was as much her doing as Tory's, she couldn't blame him totally and didn't intend too.
Daisy would have loved to have spent the evening with Tory, but thought it best that they weren't together after the encounter they had just had, it would be too much temptation for the both of them and there was no need asking for trouble. They had plenty of time to work on their relationship and they weren't ready to get serious just yet. Daisy had a lot going on in her head; she was taken off guard by Tory's actions although she can't deny that she enjoyed the little fiasco. She knew herself too well and knew that she did have strong feelings for him but she also knew it was too early in the relationship and didn't want to commit herself to anything right now. It was just too early to get serious no matter how much she like him.
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