Tuesday, 13 December 2011

Maria

After I had decided to go back with Giovanni and the children, I was checked out by a doctor then sent off to bed. I had never slept in a real bed before, it was quite large and very comfortable. When I had woken up, there in front of me was the girl. She had told me she was anxiously waiting for me to wake up, for she wanted to personally thank me for saving her life. She then informed me that her name was Maria, and that lunch was being prepared for us downstairs,as she walked off she showed me the clothes her mother had laid out for me and left me to get prepared. I started down the stairs and entered the dinning room as directed. There before me was the  family eagerly awaiting my arrival. As I skimmed the crowed I noticed the two younger boys who fidgeted with excitement,another boy who appeared to be around my age, Maria who's smile made my heart sink, her mother and father.....and him, the boy who nearly beat me to death in the forest, Carlo. As we sat down for our meal, it came to my awareness that I had never eaten with a fork nor a knife, despite the fact that I occurred may challenges with the cutlery I was given, the meal was fantastic.