She had dreamed of 200 thousand dollar homes, with gardens and cooks. Being the social hit of the town, opera, the theater, the big city life. But she...had fallen for him the first time they met. There was something that drew her to him, and slowly the pieces all began to fit. Instead of the new home in the new development she was tending to a 100 year old farmhouse in the middle of nowhere. But she loved the charm of the house, with its creaky stairs, doors made of solid wood, and windows that. It might be good for him to have a sounding board.”“I will,” Svetlana promised. “Mitch said he could tell you some stories about your boyfriend if you want to hear them.”The smile she offered was mesmerizing. Her voice was gentle with just a hint of her Russian roots under the surface.“I pointed out that Travis probably has the same sort of stories about him,” she added. “It is very good to see you smiling again, Lizzie. I worried about you. We’ve ... we’ve grown apart over the past year or so.. He wandered off slightly to the side while talking on his mobile. A moment later he clicked of his mobile and headed back for her. ‘I must say I quite enjoy your company even though for such a short time but right now I have more pressing matter to attend to. I hope we will be better acquainted in the near future,’ he said with a smile ‘I certainly hope not, Mr. Jefferson, since we have nothing in common,’ said Aida honestly. ‘Oh you would be surprise, we have much in common.’ With that said he. Companionship for sure. It was something I had been doing without for too long and I was reminded that I wanted to do something about that. But first, I had to settle somewhere. Not too many women want to be with a nomad.It was good to get out and play golf. I had almost forgotten how much I enjoyed the game and I wanted to play more ... a lot more. I was also very lucky, I knew. The money from the casino was a windfall and wouldn't really change much for me. I was in no real need of money at.