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World Trip Chapter 22 - Part B
Part B
“What do you reckon then, Lij?” Dominic had both of his hands planted firmly on the tiller; he wasn’t doing a bad job of steering the boat.
Danae looked across at Elijah as he grinned up at Dominic.
“Captain Dom!” Elijah snorted. “Gotta get a photo of this!” Elijah disappeared down below then re-emerged with the camera in hand.
“We have to get a boat when we return home, Lij. This is fucking brilliant.”
Elijah glanced over at Danae and saw her smiling.
“Yeah, whatever, Dom!” Elijah took a couple of pictures of Dominic as he stood at the helm.
“Elijah.” Danae made her way over to him. “Join Dominic… I will take a picture of you together.”
“Cool…” Elijah handed Danae the camera and climbed over to join Dominic. Dominic draped one arm around Elijah’s shoulder and they both smiled for the picture.
Danae checked the back of the camera before handing it back.
“That’s good, look, Dom.” Elijah showed Dominic.
Dominic agreed. Then he looked over at Danae.
“I think we should get one of all three of us.” He indicated Danae to join them.
“Don’t be silly…” Danae chuckled as she shook her head.
“No seriously… Lij… go set the camera up.”
“Come on, Danae, come over here.” Dominic put out his arm. “That’s it…” He smiled at Danae as she reluctantly joined him.
“Ok!” Elijah balanced the camera as carefully as he could. “As long as no big wave hits within the next fifteen seconds, we should be alright!” Then he pressed the self-timer button and scrambled over to join Danae and Dominic.
The photograph was excellent, and Dominic was well pleased. “Thank you,” he said to Danae. Thank you for everything.
*
Elijah yawned, and Dominic removed the half filled plastic cup from his hand. They had been sitting on deck, watching harbour life, since docking a couple of hours earlier in the port of Mykonos. They had to be up very early in the morning for a trip to the sacred island of Delos, and Dominic knew how much Elijah was looking forward to that.
“Why don’t you got to bed, Lij.” Dominic planted a kiss on Elijah’s forehead. “I’ll be down in a minute.”
Elijah nodded and yawned again. He kissed Dominic lightly on the mouth before getting up. “Don’t be long.” Then he disappeared through the companionway door leaving Dominic alone on deck.
Dominic stood up and emptied the cold remnants of Elijah’s coffee over the side of the boat. Four days, he thought. In four days time they would be back on the mainland. No more boat, and no more Danae and all her wisdom. Dominic realised that he was going to miss her.
He turned away from the side of the boat and dropped the cups into the small waste receptacle in the cockpit, then he make his way to Danae’s cabin door, and knocked gently.
“Dominic.” Danae was a little surprised when she answered the door. “Is everything ok?”
Dominic nodded. “Umm…I… well… I…” Dominic thrust his hands into his pockets and looked down at the floor. “I… I just wanted to apologise for being a total idiot at the beginning of this trip. I treated you appallingly, and well… well… I never gave you a chance, and… and… well… I just want to say… I’m sorry.”
“Thank you… but really, there is no need.” Danae smiled as she climbed the steps up onto the deck. “Where is Elijah?” She looked around for him.
“He’s gone to bed… Ummm listen, Danae.” Dominic slowly walked back to the cockpit, looking over his shoulder to make sure that Danae was following him. “I want to thank you, too.”
“Thank me?” They both sat down together on the bench.
“For helping me… for helping me sort this out.” Dominic tapped his head as he looked at her. “I was beginning to go mad, Danae, mad with grief and fear and fuck knows what else. I just can’t fucking help myself. I love Elijah so much that it scares me sometimes.”
“Yes, I know how that feels.”
“When you said that you had experienced fear too, and that it felt like a physical pain, well… I thought I was the only person who had ever felt like that.”
Dominic kept his eyes on Danae’s face as he asked the next question.
“How did you cope, Danae? How did you cope knowing that your husband was going to die? Because that is what I fear more than anything. Losing Elijah would kill me… there would be nothing left to live for.”
“Knowing that Pietr was dying was difficult.” Danae began slowly. “Knowing that I was going to be left on my own was unbearable, and I cannot lie by telling you any different. The pain I feel now when I remember those months is still strong. But Dominic…” Danae took hold of one of Dominic’s hands and clasped it in her own. “Elijah is not dying, he isn’t going anywhere, and you are not going to be left alone.”
Dominic nodded slightly.
“You two have a lifetime together. I had eleven months… and they were eleven months of pain and anguish. You have a lifetime with Elijah, Dominic, to do what you want, and when you want. I never had that, but I can tell you this, if I had my Pietr back I would live my life to the full with him. I would enjoy every waking minute of being with him.”
Danae paused for a few seconds before continuing.
“Dominic… you cannot spend your life thinking of what might be; you have to get on with living.”
Dominic nodded again. He could feel a lump in his throat as he looked down at his hand in Danae’s, and then when he looked up into her face he saw sincerity and hope.
“Oh, Dominic… you love Elijah so much… but you must learn to channel that love into positive thinking, for your own sake, as well as Elijah’s, and only you can do that. No one else. And I think… I hope…that you may have already made a start.”
Dominic swallowed hard. “Yes…” he whispered. “But it’s hard…”
“It will get easier… you have Elijah… and if I were in your shoes I would be the happiest man on the planet.” She smiled at Dominic.
“Yes…” Dominic laughed gently… “Yes… yes, I am.”
“That’s good…” Danae took a deep breath and stood up. “Maybe you should go to him now, Dominic. And I will see you at dawn.”
“Thank you…” Dominic blinked back tears. “Thank you so much…”
“Goodnight, Dominic.” Danae smiled and turned away before Dominic could see her cry, then she made her way back to her own cabin.
**
4 April 2005
What a place! Even Dom agreed! Delos Island, birthplace of Apollo, the god of light. Fucking awesome. I’m so going to read up on Greek Mythology when I get home.
No one is allowed to live on the island, it’s so sacred, so we set off early in the morning. We spent a few hours exploring, there is so much to see, and I must’ve had my nose buried in the guidebook for most of the time, making sure I got the details right, much to Dom’s amusement.
There are ruined temples, the remains of mosaic floors, statues… you name it… and it was on this island. It was like walking into a living open-air museum. Danae told us not to come aboard unless we had our photographs taken with the famous lion statues, and boy, were they weird. But they are not the real thing though, just replicas, the real ones were in the museum, which we eventually saw, but didn’t have enough time for.
It was great to just sit outside among all that history. I can’t say that I have ever seen anything like this in my life.
Fucking awesome.
**
“Really, you don’t have to!” Danae shook her head as she looked at Dominic and Elijah.
“Yes, we do.” Elijah insisted. “You have been a magnificent host, now it’s our turn to repay the compliments.”
“No, really…boys.” Danae tried to argue, but only half-heartedly.
“But you’ll have to come with us to the market.” Dominic said. “We can’t speak the language and we don’t have much of a clue what to buy.”
“That’s what I am worried about!” Danae tried to keep a straight face as Dominic and Elijah digested her reply. Then they all ended up laughing.
“Something simple.” Dominic said as they walked around the busy market in the port of Syros.
“How about dolmades, delicious, and easy to prepare?” Danae suggested.
Dominic and Elijah looked at Danae with blank expressions on their faces.
She laughed at them. “Vine leaves, stuffed with rice. We could… I mean you could prepare some olives, a salad, fresh bread, and a couple of bottles of Restina. Excellent.”
“Yes… right…ok.” Dominic looked at Elijah. “I guess that’s what’s on the menu tonight, then.”
“Wonderful… I shall look forward to that very much.” She patted them both on their backs as she guided them towards what looked like an appropriate market trader, then she began ordering all the necessary ingredients in her own language.
*
“No help…” Elijah steered Danae out of the galley and up on deck. He handed her a cup of wine. “Half an hour at the most… it looks simple enough.”
“Ok…” Danae smiled. “But I’m here if anything goes wrong.”
“We’ve got it all under control!”
“Wonderful.” Danae took a seat on the bench as she watched Elijah disappear down below.
“How’s it going?” Elijah peered over Dominic’s shoulder.
“Ok, so far.” Dominic looked at the wooden table. “We need a table cloth, and candles. Gotta do it right, Lij.”
“I’m onto it!” Elijah began opening the various cupboard doors in the galley and living area. He found a box of candles, and removed three.
“Perfect!” Dominic grinned as he looked up from his pan of boiling rice.
“No table cloths.” Elijah scratched his head. “Sheets!”
Dominic laughed.
Elijah folded the bed sheet over as neatly as he could but it still looked incredibly creased.
“We need an iron,” he said.
“Lij… an iron! Get real! Don’t worry about it, you won’t see it in the candle light.”
“True!” Elijah draped the bed sheet over the table, and then set about laying out the various crockery and cutlery. He stuck the candles onto three dessert plates, and then stood back to admire his work.
“Not bad, if I say so myself!” He looked over at Dominic. “How’s it coming along?”
“Good… good…”
“What do you say we get dressed up, too… you know, really make a big deal out of it?”
Dominic nodded. “Sounds good…”
“Cool…” Elijah vanished into the spare cabin that had been their walk-in wardrobe for the past week and dragged out his Orient Express suit. He looked at the creases in it.
“We definitely need an iron, Dom!”
“Lij!”
Elijah laughed. “I know… sorry…”
*
“Come this way.” Dominic opened the companionway door for Danae and then stood aside as she entered the candlelit cabin.
“Oh, this is nice…” she gasped. “And look at you two! Now I feel decidedly underdressed.”
“Rubbish… you look great.” Dominic indicated that Danae should take a seat. He poured her a cup of wine.
“Now… help yourself.” Elijah placed the dolmades in the center of the table, and then took a seat next to Dominic.
“It looks truly wonderful.” Danae could feel herself choking up as she looked across the table at both Dominic and Elijah.
What a difference four weeks had made. When she had first met them, they were both sitting solemnly in the charter office in Piraeus, and she had felt a little daunted at accepting the job to take them out to sea. And now here they were, looking happy and relaxed. It had been a total transformation… especially for Dominic.
Danae breathed in deeply, chasing away the emotion she was experiencing. She was genuinely going to miss them both… yes… she was.
“Hey, this is good.” Elijah bit into one of dolmades. “Not bad, Dom.”
“Why, thank you, Lij.”
“You can make these when we get back home.”
“In your dreams…”
Elijah snorted.
“And when is it that you will be returning home?” Danae asked them both.
“Oh, months yet.” Dominic tore off a hunk of crusty bread. “We get a plane in two days… to Egypt.”
Everyone fell silent as the realisation that end of their journey with Danae was imminent.
“That’s nice…” Danae broke the silence. “And from there?”
“We’re traveling through Africa, seeing as much as we can.” Elijah answered. “It should be pretty awesome.”
“It will be.” Danae took a sip of her wine. She studied both of their faces again. “Maybe you could send me a postcard.”
“Of course.” Dominic grinned.
“And a copy of the photo that you took of all of us, I would very much like one of those.”
“Definitely… we’ll definitely do that.”
Danae nodded and returned to her dinner. “This is so good she said.” Trying to lift the mood again. “Maybe when you finish your journey you could come back and be a cook.”
Elijah laughed out loud. “Don’t encourage him, Danae,” he said. “You didn’t see what went in the bin!”
“Lij!” Dominic protested and then grinned.
“I am going to miss you two boys…very much.” Danae smiled at them both.
*
7 April 2005
Dom is up on deck helping Danae prepare for docking. Thought I would just quickly write this entry… I may not get a chance over the next couple of days.
I have so much to thank Danae for. I managed to speak to her last night after our meal, and I asked her if she had talked with Dom, about me, because I cannot get over how he seems to have changed. And changed for the good. She told me that she had. She didn’t go into any great detail, and to be honest, that is between Dom and herself, but I thank fucking god that Dom has listened to her.
I now know that Dom is going to get off this boat, a changed person to the one he was when he got on it, four weeks ago. And that means the fucking world to me.
Africa lies ahead of us, now, and it’s going to be fun, and warm, even fucking hot. And I just can’t wait to experience everything it has to offer… with Dom.
I going to miss this boat and miss Danae too, and now…
now it’s time to go.
*
“I guess this is it.” Dominic pressed his lips together hard, trying his best not to cry.
“Yes…” Danae offered her hand to Dominic, and he grasped it tightly.
The harbour was busy and people shoved past them as they stood on the dockside, luggage at their feet.
Dominic looked at Danae’s hand in his, and then he pulled her into a full embrace. He held on to her, tightly.
“Thank you… thank you…” He whispered, his voice was thick and barely audible.
Danae rubbed her hand over his back. “You’re going to be ok, Dom… you’re going to be just fine.” She pulled back and smiled at him, and then turned to look at Elijah who was waiting patiently.
“And you…”
Elijah stepped into her embrace.
“You take care of yourself, and keep up those ankle exercises for at least another three weeks.”
“I will… “ Elijah closed his eyes.
“And look after him… Dom needs you so much.”
Elijah nodded as he fought back his tears.
“Now go on…” Danae stepped backwards. “Have fun, enjoy the rest of your journey.”
Dominic and Elijah picked up their suitcases and travel bags.
“Goodbye.” Danae breathed in deeply as she watched them go. “And good luck.”
They both stopped briefly for one last wave farewell, and then they lost sight of Danae amongst the crowds of people.
They looked at each other, but remained silent for a few moments.
“Right…” Elijah hoisted his bag more comfortably onto his back, trying to sound more positive. “Let’s go find a taxi to the airport.”
Dominic nodded. “After you…”
tbc
“What do you reckon then, Lij?” Dominic had both of his hands planted firmly on the tiller; he wasn’t doing a bad job of steering the boat.
Danae looked across at Elijah as he grinned up at Dominic.
“Captain Dom!” Elijah snorted. “Gotta get a photo of this!” Elijah disappeared down below then re-emerged with the camera in hand.
“We have to get a boat when we return home, Lij. This is fucking brilliant.”
Elijah glanced over at Danae and saw her smiling.
“Yeah, whatever, Dom!” Elijah took a couple of pictures of Dominic as he stood at the helm.
“Elijah.” Danae made her way over to him. “Join Dominic… I will take a picture of you together.”
“Cool…” Elijah handed Danae the camera and climbed over to join Dominic. Dominic draped one arm around Elijah’s shoulder and they both smiled for the picture.
Danae checked the back of the camera before handing it back.
“That’s good, look, Dom.” Elijah showed Dominic.
Dominic agreed. Then he looked over at Danae.
“I think we should get one of all three of us.” He indicated Danae to join them.
“Don’t be silly…” Danae chuckled as she shook her head.
“No seriously… Lij… go set the camera up.”
“Come on, Danae, come over here.” Dominic put out his arm. “That’s it…” He smiled at Danae as she reluctantly joined him.
“Ok!” Elijah balanced the camera as carefully as he could. “As long as no big wave hits within the next fifteen seconds, we should be alright!” Then he pressed the self-timer button and scrambled over to join Danae and Dominic.
The photograph was excellent, and Dominic was well pleased. “Thank you,” he said to Danae. Thank you for everything.
*
Elijah yawned, and Dominic removed the half filled plastic cup from his hand. They had been sitting on deck, watching harbour life, since docking a couple of hours earlier in the port of Mykonos. They had to be up very early in the morning for a trip to the sacred island of Delos, and Dominic knew how much Elijah was looking forward to that.
“Why don’t you got to bed, Lij.” Dominic planted a kiss on Elijah’s forehead. “I’ll be down in a minute.”
Elijah nodded and yawned again. He kissed Dominic lightly on the mouth before getting up. “Don’t be long.” Then he disappeared through the companionway door leaving Dominic alone on deck.
Dominic stood up and emptied the cold remnants of Elijah’s coffee over the side of the boat. Four days, he thought. In four days time they would be back on the mainland. No more boat, and no more Danae and all her wisdom. Dominic realised that he was going to miss her.
He turned away from the side of the boat and dropped the cups into the small waste receptacle in the cockpit, then he make his way to Danae’s cabin door, and knocked gently.
“Dominic.” Danae was a little surprised when she answered the door. “Is everything ok?”
Dominic nodded. “Umm…I… well… I…” Dominic thrust his hands into his pockets and looked down at the floor. “I… I just wanted to apologise for being a total idiot at the beginning of this trip. I treated you appallingly, and well… well… I never gave you a chance, and… and… well… I just want to say… I’m sorry.”
“Thank you… but really, there is no need.” Danae smiled as she climbed the steps up onto the deck. “Where is Elijah?” She looked around for him.
“He’s gone to bed… Ummm listen, Danae.” Dominic slowly walked back to the cockpit, looking over his shoulder to make sure that Danae was following him. “I want to thank you, too.”
“Thank me?” They both sat down together on the bench.
“For helping me… for helping me sort this out.” Dominic tapped his head as he looked at her. “I was beginning to go mad, Danae, mad with grief and fear and fuck knows what else. I just can’t fucking help myself. I love Elijah so much that it scares me sometimes.”
“Yes, I know how that feels.”
“When you said that you had experienced fear too, and that it felt like a physical pain, well… I thought I was the only person who had ever felt like that.”
Dominic kept his eyes on Danae’s face as he asked the next question.
“How did you cope, Danae? How did you cope knowing that your husband was going to die? Because that is what I fear more than anything. Losing Elijah would kill me… there would be nothing left to live for.”
“Knowing that Pietr was dying was difficult.” Danae began slowly. “Knowing that I was going to be left on my own was unbearable, and I cannot lie by telling you any different. The pain I feel now when I remember those months is still strong. But Dominic…” Danae took hold of one of Dominic’s hands and clasped it in her own. “Elijah is not dying, he isn’t going anywhere, and you are not going to be left alone.”
Dominic nodded slightly.
“You two have a lifetime together. I had eleven months… and they were eleven months of pain and anguish. You have a lifetime with Elijah, Dominic, to do what you want, and when you want. I never had that, but I can tell you this, if I had my Pietr back I would live my life to the full with him. I would enjoy every waking minute of being with him.”
Danae paused for a few seconds before continuing.
“Dominic… you cannot spend your life thinking of what might be; you have to get on with living.”
Dominic nodded again. He could feel a lump in his throat as he looked down at his hand in Danae’s, and then when he looked up into her face he saw sincerity and hope.
“Oh, Dominic… you love Elijah so much… but you must learn to channel that love into positive thinking, for your own sake, as well as Elijah’s, and only you can do that. No one else. And I think… I hope…that you may have already made a start.”
Dominic swallowed hard. “Yes…” he whispered. “But it’s hard…”
“It will get easier… you have Elijah… and if I were in your shoes I would be the happiest man on the planet.” She smiled at Dominic.
“Yes…” Dominic laughed gently… “Yes… yes, I am.”
“That’s good…” Danae took a deep breath and stood up. “Maybe you should go to him now, Dominic. And I will see you at dawn.”
“Thank you…” Dominic blinked back tears. “Thank you so much…”
“Goodnight, Dominic.” Danae smiled and turned away before Dominic could see her cry, then she made her way back to her own cabin.
**
4 April 2005
What a place! Even Dom agreed! Delos Island, birthplace of Apollo, the god of light. Fucking awesome. I’m so going to read up on Greek Mythology when I get home.
No one is allowed to live on the island, it’s so sacred, so we set off early in the morning. We spent a few hours exploring, there is so much to see, and I must’ve had my nose buried in the guidebook for most of the time, making sure I got the details right, much to Dom’s amusement.
There are ruined temples, the remains of mosaic floors, statues… you name it… and it was on this island. It was like walking into a living open-air museum. Danae told us not to come aboard unless we had our photographs taken with the famous lion statues, and boy, were they weird. But they are not the real thing though, just replicas, the real ones were in the museum, which we eventually saw, but didn’t have enough time for.
It was great to just sit outside among all that history. I can’t say that I have ever seen anything like this in my life.
Fucking awesome.
**
“Really, you don’t have to!” Danae shook her head as she looked at Dominic and Elijah.
“Yes, we do.” Elijah insisted. “You have been a magnificent host, now it’s our turn to repay the compliments.”
“No, really…boys.” Danae tried to argue, but only half-heartedly.
“But you’ll have to come with us to the market.” Dominic said. “We can’t speak the language and we don’t have much of a clue what to buy.”
“That’s what I am worried about!” Danae tried to keep a straight face as Dominic and Elijah digested her reply. Then they all ended up laughing.
“Something simple.” Dominic said as they walked around the busy market in the port of Syros.
“How about dolmades, delicious, and easy to prepare?” Danae suggested.
Dominic and Elijah looked at Danae with blank expressions on their faces.
She laughed at them. “Vine leaves, stuffed with rice. We could… I mean you could prepare some olives, a salad, fresh bread, and a couple of bottles of Restina. Excellent.”
“Yes… right…ok.” Dominic looked at Elijah. “I guess that’s what’s on the menu tonight, then.”
“Wonderful… I shall look forward to that very much.” She patted them both on their backs as she guided them towards what looked like an appropriate market trader, then she began ordering all the necessary ingredients in her own language.
*
“No help…” Elijah steered Danae out of the galley and up on deck. He handed her a cup of wine. “Half an hour at the most… it looks simple enough.”
“Ok…” Danae smiled. “But I’m here if anything goes wrong.”
“We’ve got it all under control!”
“Wonderful.” Danae took a seat on the bench as she watched Elijah disappear down below.
“How’s it going?” Elijah peered over Dominic’s shoulder.
“Ok, so far.” Dominic looked at the wooden table. “We need a table cloth, and candles. Gotta do it right, Lij.”
“I’m onto it!” Elijah began opening the various cupboard doors in the galley and living area. He found a box of candles, and removed three.
“Perfect!” Dominic grinned as he looked up from his pan of boiling rice.
“No table cloths.” Elijah scratched his head. “Sheets!”
Dominic laughed.
Elijah folded the bed sheet over as neatly as he could but it still looked incredibly creased.
“We need an iron,” he said.
“Lij… an iron! Get real! Don’t worry about it, you won’t see it in the candle light.”
“True!” Elijah draped the bed sheet over the table, and then set about laying out the various crockery and cutlery. He stuck the candles onto three dessert plates, and then stood back to admire his work.
“Not bad, if I say so myself!” He looked over at Dominic. “How’s it coming along?”
“Good… good…”
“What do you say we get dressed up, too… you know, really make a big deal out of it?”
Dominic nodded. “Sounds good…”
“Cool…” Elijah vanished into the spare cabin that had been their walk-in wardrobe for the past week and dragged out his Orient Express suit. He looked at the creases in it.
“We definitely need an iron, Dom!”
“Lij!”
Elijah laughed. “I know… sorry…”
*
“Come this way.” Dominic opened the companionway door for Danae and then stood aside as she entered the candlelit cabin.
“Oh, this is nice…” she gasped. “And look at you two! Now I feel decidedly underdressed.”
“Rubbish… you look great.” Dominic indicated that Danae should take a seat. He poured her a cup of wine.
“Now… help yourself.” Elijah placed the dolmades in the center of the table, and then took a seat next to Dominic.
“It looks truly wonderful.” Danae could feel herself choking up as she looked across the table at both Dominic and Elijah.
What a difference four weeks had made. When she had first met them, they were both sitting solemnly in the charter office in Piraeus, and she had felt a little daunted at accepting the job to take them out to sea. And now here they were, looking happy and relaxed. It had been a total transformation… especially for Dominic.
Danae breathed in deeply, chasing away the emotion she was experiencing. She was genuinely going to miss them both… yes… she was.
“Hey, this is good.” Elijah bit into one of dolmades. “Not bad, Dom.”
“Why, thank you, Lij.”
“You can make these when we get back home.”
“In your dreams…”
Elijah snorted.
“And when is it that you will be returning home?” Danae asked them both.
“Oh, months yet.” Dominic tore off a hunk of crusty bread. “We get a plane in two days… to Egypt.”
Everyone fell silent as the realisation that end of their journey with Danae was imminent.
“That’s nice…” Danae broke the silence. “And from there?”
“We’re traveling through Africa, seeing as much as we can.” Elijah answered. “It should be pretty awesome.”
“It will be.” Danae took a sip of her wine. She studied both of their faces again. “Maybe you could send me a postcard.”
“Of course.” Dominic grinned.
“And a copy of the photo that you took of all of us, I would very much like one of those.”
“Definitely… we’ll definitely do that.”
Danae nodded and returned to her dinner. “This is so good she said.” Trying to lift the mood again. “Maybe when you finish your journey you could come back and be a cook.”
Elijah laughed out loud. “Don’t encourage him, Danae,” he said. “You didn’t see what went in the bin!”
“Lij!” Dominic protested and then grinned.
“I am going to miss you two boys…very much.” Danae smiled at them both.
*
7 April 2005
Dom is up on deck helping Danae prepare for docking. Thought I would just quickly write this entry… I may not get a chance over the next couple of days.
I have so much to thank Danae for. I managed to speak to her last night after our meal, and I asked her if she had talked with Dom, about me, because I cannot get over how he seems to have changed. And changed for the good. She told me that she had. She didn’t go into any great detail, and to be honest, that is between Dom and herself, but I thank fucking god that Dom has listened to her.
I now know that Dom is going to get off this boat, a changed person to the one he was when he got on it, four weeks ago. And that means the fucking world to me.
Africa lies ahead of us, now, and it’s going to be fun, and warm, even fucking hot. And I just can’t wait to experience everything it has to offer… with Dom.
I going to miss this boat and miss Danae too, and now…
now it’s time to go.
*
“I guess this is it.” Dominic pressed his lips together hard, trying his best not to cry.
“Yes…” Danae offered her hand to Dominic, and he grasped it tightly.
The harbour was busy and people shoved past them as they stood on the dockside, luggage at their feet.
Dominic looked at Danae’s hand in his, and then he pulled her into a full embrace. He held on to her, tightly.
“Thank you… thank you…” He whispered, his voice was thick and barely audible.
Danae rubbed her hand over his back. “You’re going to be ok, Dom… you’re going to be just fine.” She pulled back and smiled at him, and then turned to look at Elijah who was waiting patiently.
“And you…”
Elijah stepped into her embrace.
“You take care of yourself, and keep up those ankle exercises for at least another three weeks.”
“I will… “ Elijah closed his eyes.
“And look after him… Dom needs you so much.”
Elijah nodded as he fought back his tears.
“Now go on…” Danae stepped backwards. “Have fun, enjoy the rest of your journey.”
Dominic and Elijah picked up their suitcases and travel bags.
“Goodbye.” Danae breathed in deeply as she watched them go. “And good luck.”
They both stopped briefly for one last wave farewell, and then they lost sight of Danae amongst the crowds of people.
They looked at each other, but remained silent for a few moments.
“Right…” Elijah hoisted his bag more comfortably onto his back, trying to sound more positive. “Let’s go find a taxi to the airport.”
Dominic nodded. “After you…”
tbc
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Also - where can I see the manip you've used in your icon!?
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Salogel's Manipulations (http://www.geocities.com/salogel42/index.html?1043942877830)