Paige just gave a little coy shrug.“More or less. You will have the chance to meet people who share similar interest as yourself. Maybe even make fr...ends and who knows maybe you will even meet a nice guy.” Paige added.“Have been talking to my mother again?” Liz smirked. Being a princess if even by name Liz was expected to marry into a noble family but Liz did not want to marry someone for the purpose of a political alliance.“No not since we left.” Paige shook her head in response as she move. . almost. I asked her if she would like to have dinner that night and she accepted. I went off to sleep away the afternoon after we agreed to meet for dinner. Ah, siesta; the Mexicans know a good thing.At dinner, we talked mostly about the trip around the world and where I was going. It was as if the afternoon was hers and the evening was mine. Laurie loved the idea of flying across Africa. I think she imagined something from Out of Africa with Denys Finch Hatton and Karen Blixson flying along. Looking back over my shoulder I watched concentration emerge on her pretty face, a familiar serious look, her eyes studying her path, judging, estimating.She looked calm and in control, no wavering. I found myself holding my breath. The moment came.Bianca finally gripped the towrope handle with both hands and, with fluid elegance, she leaned back and over to her right, her shoulder almost touching the water as her ski carved deep sending up a rooster tail. The cutback across the boat's wake. So once again, I fixed him a meal. This time a steak. After his bath, he again ate like he hadn't eaten in weeks. No manners whatsoever. Again he fell asleep on the couch.The next morning when I awoke, I was shocked to still find him asleep on the couch. The expression on his face told me he was happy and warm. But I had to go to work. I couldn't just leave him here as I was afraid that he would steal anything he could get his hands on. So I called in sick to work.About two hours later, he.