Reap the Wind (1991) by Johansen| Iris - Wind Dancer 03

Author:Johansen| Iris - Wind Dancer 03
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-02-11T15:10:19.093000+00:00

Chapter 12.

Caitlin had a restless night and was up at seven the next morning. The first thing she did was call Vasaro.

Katrine answered the phone and Caitlin felt a rush of affection as she heard her mother's voice. "Mother? How are you?"

"Well enough." Katrine sounded distracted. "Really, Caitlin, it was most unfair of you to invite all these people to Vasaro and then not come home to help. They're supposed to descend on me at noon today, and where am I going to put them? Ms. Benedict and Mr. Andreas and this Pauley person . . . And what about the film crew? Can't you put off that tiresome business in Paris and come home until they leave?"

"You'll manage splendidly, Mother. You know you always do," Caitlin said. "And think of the stories you'll have to tell your friends about Chelsea Benedict. They'll be green with envy that you had her at Vasaro."

"That's true." Katrine was instantly mollified as she thought of that social coup on the horizon. "Do you suppose I could persuade her to go to Nice to lunch with me one day?"

"If she's not too busy."

"And Marisa has volunteered to give up her room here at the manor to stay in the village with Renee and her husband." Katrine was brightening more by the minute. "I have to hang up now, Caitlin. I don't have any more time to talk to you."

"Wait. Is Peter Maskovel around?"

"Oh, yes, we've just finished breakfast. Peter! He's coming. Good-bye, Caitlin."

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to--"

"Hello, Caitlin." Peter Maskovel's voice.

"I just wondered if everything was going well with the translation."

"Fine. I should finish copying the notes today. Where should I send them?"

"The American Express office in Istanbul in care of Kemal Nemid. Tell Jonathan if he has any word for us to leave a message at the Hilton for Alex."

"Right. Anything else?"

"We may be here awhile. Could you send me my projectors and the hologram film you'll find in the perfumery?"

"I'll put the notes in the box and send them off together."

"Thank you."

Peter was silent, and she knew he was wondering why she didn't bring the call to a close. Dammit, she didn't want to break even this fragile link to home. "Have you been enjoying yourself at Vasaro?"

"Who wouldn't? It's heaven on earth. In the short time I've been here I've used up bushels of film." He went on quickly. "But I've been working in the evenings on the translation. Marisa has been helping me type it."

"She's rather special, isn't she?"

Peter didn't answer for a moment. "Very special."

She had no more excuse to continue the conversation. "Since I can't be there, I'd appreciate it if you'd help my mother cope. She doesn't like to have to worry about things."

"Marisa and I will watch out for her."

Another silence.

"One more thing." She tried to keep her tone light. "I know I told you not to send me more photographs, but I really wouldn't mind if you sent me a few prints of your shots of Vasaro.

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