Wednesday, February 17, 2010

TUESDAY MORNING WRITING-It's Too Beautiful For Murder! Part 3

 - Outdoor photos
Casale Four Villa
 - Interior photos

Ally Lombardi leaned her head back against the headrest, closing her eyes and listening to the hum of the airplane. She was so tired. The rushing to close her apartment for three months, making sure everything was taken care of. Writing down the instructions for Henry, the apartment building manager. Being reassured by him that he would bring her mail in daily, that no one would be allowed into her apartment. She really wasn't concerned about Henry. She knew he was dependable. He had been there for fifteen years.

Ally must have dozed off, because the next thing she knew, the flight attendant was asking her if she wanted something to drink. She opted for a club soda. Glancing at her watch, she realized that dinner would soon be served. As she sipped on the drink, Ally went over in her mind the letter she had received from her late great uncle's lawyers. A great uncle she didn't even know she had. Why hadn't her mother told her about him? For what reason was he kept as a secret. The lawyers wanted her to come to Florence to go over the will of her uncle. It seems he had left her all of his estate. She was curious to know if she was his only living relative, or would there be others.

The property left to her was called the Casale Four Villa. The letter from the law firm stated it was located in the hills south of Florence, next to the village of Figline Valdarno. She would be staying there during her three months stay. She had talked with one of the lawyers handling her uncle's affairs, a Marco Tizzoni. He assured her that the property was in perfect order and she would enjoy her stay. During her time in Italy, she could relax, sign any papers that was needed and decide what to do with the property. He wouldn't discuss over the phone the financial aspect of the estate. Marco Tizzoni had sent her keys to the house and set up a staff for her stay, as well as arranging for someone to pick her up at the airport and deliver her, along with her luggage to the villa.

Just then she heard the clink of the dishes as the flight attendants began passing out dinner. Pushing her seat up, Ally realized how hungry she felt. Which was normal as she realized she hadn't eaten anything in eight hours. Being in first class, the food consisted of Branzino (sea bass) Carpaccio with arugula, Parmesan and tartufgo bianco (white truffles). The desert is Panna Cotta with raspberries with coffee. After finishing her meal, she prepared herself for a three hour sleep, hoping she would be able to relax and rest, because she knew that once she arrived in Florence and until she finally arrived at Casale Four and settled in, she would be unable too. With that thought, she reached up and turned off the overhead light, positioned the air to blow over her head, let the back of her seat down, pulled the blanket around her and fell asleep.

To be continued....


Anna said...

I certainly get the feel for the trip. How long is the story; less than 3K or more into 5-6,000 words?

gaelikaa said...

Judy - I am unable to access my Wordpress blog for the last week or so. I hope the problem is temporary and I'm trying to find a way through it. Your story seems very good. I'll read it through tomorrow - all the three parts. I hope I may be able to join you soon. I find fiction a little more work than the posts we do on LBC, but the inaccessible blog is proving to be quite a problem!