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First night
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2020-10-17 23:28:55The first night ...
... was not as comfortable for Gina as she had actually expected. She had quickly made herself ready for bed and sank into the soft feather bed with a deep sigh. But even though she was terribly tired, the longed-for sleep just wouldn't come. The rain pelted loudly on the roof, the wind howled around the corners of the house and whistled through the chimney. The clouds raced past the moon in quick succession, so that the room kept getting light and dark and the few pieces of furniture cast mysterious shadows that chased each other over the walls.
In addition, so many thoughts went through Gina's head, so many new impressions wanted to be processed that she just couldn't calm down. And in the end she had to admit that Francis and his strange transformation also preoccupied her more than expected. Finally she gave up, turned the light back on, and picked up her novel. At some point she fell asleep over it and woke up early in the morning with her face on the book. She turned off the light that was still on, snuggled back into her feathers, and slept deeply until the sun was in the sky.
A violent knock on her room door woke her. “Breakfast, Gina! It's nine o'clock! ”Mr. Drake's heavy steps retreated. She quickly swung her legs out of bed and washed. A look out of the window showed her that the wind hadn't stopped a bit, because the boatmen in the harbor were dancing on the waves. Only the rain had stopped and left a slippery cobblestone.
But since Gina was basically a cheerful person, she ignored the bad weather and started this day in a good mood. She didn't think for a minute of the strange experiences of yesterday.
After breakfast with the Drake family, Mrs. Drake explained the rest of the day to her. Mrs. Drake would do the shopping with Francis in the morning, like every Saturday, Gina would tidy up and clean the place and Mr. Drake would have to check the wine cellar, open a new keg of beer and refill the liquor supplies until the pub at twelve o'clock open again for lunch. At lunchtime there would only be little things to eat that Mr. Drake could prepare in the kitchen on the side.
Cheerfully she went to work. The first half of the day went by in a flash and Gina was happy to see how well she got along with the locals. Only a few guests turned up at lunchtime, most of them tourists who visited the city for its morbid charm. At three o'clock, Francis was standing quietly behind the counter as usual, polishing glasses and Gina had just locked the front door for the afternoon, Mr. Drake waved her over. “You work really well, Gina. That's why I have a nice surprise for you. You always have the rest of the day off on Saturdays and don't have to go back to work until noon tomorrow. Young people like you should be able to go out on Saturdays. Or run a few errands if you need anything else. ”He beamed at her, convinced that he had just given her great pleasure.
Gina was surprised. She really didn't expect that. “Thank you very much, but I really didn't expect that. I mean, am I most needed on Saturdays? '
Mr. Drake waved him off with an exaggerated gesture. "No no. That's okay. There aren't that many guests on Saturdays anyway. My wife and Francis usually have the day off and then do the evening shift. You will be needed again tomorrow! Take a look around, a lot of tourists come here because of the port. And most of us find our two churches, which are at both ends of Main Street and compete, quite amusing. You can also find all the shops on Main Street. ”
“ Well then, thank you very much! Then I'll go get my jacket. ”Gina put the keys back on the counter and tried to read Francis' face what she should think of this surprising opening, but the again so inconspicuous young man had a dishcloth over himself the fittings bent and avoided her gaze.
'One more thing,' said Mr Drake behind her, causing Gina to pause, 'if you want to go out while the front is locked, you can walk through our apartment and so leave the house. You come to our hall when you take the door on the right in the kitchen. Okay? ”
“ That's very nice. Thank you very much! ”Gina went up to her room. She quickly grabbed her jacket and her handbag and looked out the window again to assess how the weather would develop. Still unsure of what to make of this situation, she set off for her afternoon off.
In the meantime, Francis was sitting in the kitchen with the newspaper, looked over the top of the page when she entered and nodded his head at the inconspicuous connecting door to the apartment. Gina smiled back tentatively, grabbed her handbag more tightly, went through and closed it behind her so that the kitchen fumes couldn't pull into the hallway.
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