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Just Beyond My Reach 30Chapter 30: The Return Home
The days upon the boat weren't even that bad. It was easy to get lost in the cool breezes of the warm, summer Mediterranean, and it made it all so much more enjoyable, and even relaxing enough to take a nap against the railing. Of course, most of my time was spent in my cabin, going over the few documents that I had taken the time to write down in Italian after Tamair had read the originals to me. Half-way through the trip, I changed from my Jerusalem dress to the clothes that I had gotten while I had been in Venice the years before.
The nights...they were the worst. For some reason, the sea-sickness would hit me when I tried to curl up in the small cot in my cabin. I spent most of my nights in a tight ball, trying to stop the nausea from rising. And another point that was just weird was that I got all emotional as I tried to fight my sickness. As if trying to give my mind another thing to wonder about, I started to think about the last words I had screamed
Just Beyond My Reach 29Chapter 29-The Four Lessons (Part 2)
Lesson Three: How to be a Woman
Before Tamair would let me travel around Israel and Syria, he told me that I'd have to learn how to be a woman first. At first, I thought he was joking and just rolled my eyes at him. When he brought it up again, however, I was completely appalled. Wasn't I lady-like enough already? Well, apparently not, according to Tamair. It was a good thing Tamair taught me the first lesson or else I wouldn't have even considered letting him try to convert me to a tea sipping sissy.
Much to my surprise, he was teaching me a lesson that would have me be the exact opposite of a tea sipping sissy. We never got around to traveling in the second year due to the fact that Tamair still felt as though I was unprepared for it.
Continuing to practice my pressure points and also my dodging skills, Tamair would pull me aside every so often when I sat alone in the small little room that I had in his house and take me down into the c
Just Beyond My Reach 28Chapter 29: The Four Lessons (Part I)
Lesson 1: Business First. Wants Later
It was sad to me when we arrived at Venice that evening, the sun shining lightly over the mountains across the sea, the sea that I would soon be crossing. The boat leaving for the trip around the Adriatic Sea would be leaving in a few days, so that gave us some time to stock up for the ride over. That night, Tamair payed for an Inn, which was odd considering that I had never before slept in a place where I had to pay for it. It was rather nice, actually, despite the fact that others had slept in the little room before we had.
Since we had slept on the way over, we weren't exactly tired. It's probably a good thing that Venice is a big town and it wouldn't look so suspicious if a few people were walking around at night since there were many others. After a moment of discussion, we decided to go through the city to get some supplies and something to eat. For some reason, Tamair insisted that I wear a scar
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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