Time passed uneventfully and with its passing Anna was lulled into a warm, safe place with Gian. He made her feel secure and contented.
By the time autumn rolled around they were planning a vacation in Spain. They chose the date and sat on her couch and drank red wine and looked at brochures. And photographs of pensiones. With sunny balconies and quaint little kitchens.
Once in awhile Anna's Irish sensibility would squirm. Every Irish man and woman knows when things are going grand that’s when the bottom drops out.
But Anna pushed away those dark Celtic thoughts.
