I made sure myskirt was demurely arranged! It was an enjoyable evening's entertainmentand we were even more relaxed after a glass of wine at the inter...val. But,of course, as far as my mother-in-law was concerned, another part of theentertainment was to follow.When the show was broadcast on television I was surprised just how muchof the time the cameras were on the audience. And there seemed to havebeen a camera watching our particular row of seats for a lot of the time.Apart from remarks such as. She heard a male and a female voice speaking to one another and they seemed to be drawing near to her sanctuary. A feeling of panic spread through the girl's body and she wildly looked about the room. Other than the arched entryway of the chapel, the reliquary, the candles, the painted angels, the stained glass angel and a black, metal grate were the only visible choices of possible escape. As the voices seemed almost upon her, she had no time to ponder her options. She hurried to the grate and. Goodbye.’ I moved past my mother into the hotel, ignoring any further words from them. I Heard: ‘Roberto…’ but it was too late. Too late forever. I asked the reception where Ms Van Heineken was sleeping, and the receptionist asked me who I was. I told him, and he smiled: ‘Oh, yes. Ms Van Heineken was waiting for you any time. Her room is 65, just beside yours, which is 64.’ She was waiting for me… I run upstairs. Room 65. I knocked, nothing. I banged, nothing. I could cry, the urge to see her. ”Were you almost finished?”“Yes, Sire, with the first plate.” I grinned. I continued, “It’s so good and I don’t have to cook it.”“You cook?”“Yes, Sire. I’ve been on my own since I graduated high school but my mother taught me well before the cancer got her. When you come for the wedding, I will cook a meal for you. I have my own place there as well as the old farm.”“Where will you live after you return?”“Initially, Jam will continue to live with his parents. After our marriage, I think he will.