About a hundred feet out she turned and blew me a kiss.About a hundred feet out she turned and blew me a kiss. I stood like an idiot and watched the kayak until it passed round a point and disappeared. I went to the store, the deli, the gas station, anywhere a person might go, but no one had seen anyone like that. The man at the deli winked at me and said "Ja, sure I vatch for dis Blonde of yours. I find out for you." But a week went by, and for all my detective work, it was as though I had dreamed her. And dream of her I did! Then one late afternoon, I walked out on the dock, and I saw a light on the Island, like a small fire winking in the light breeze. I was on the raft and poling in a flash. I arrived at the Island, tied up, and almost ran up the rock. She was there, adding twigs and dry grass to a tiny fire. I saw how cleverly the fire had been built in a hollow of the rock. It could only have been seen from my direction. She was wearing a loose checkered shirt and shorts, and looked as magnificent as she had that other afternoon. "Hello," I said. "I've been looking for you." "I know. Come sit with me. |