I took a deep breath and followed suit.
The Major led me into a small villiage house that appeared to be under the care of a woman, one who cared very dearly to honor the God Poseidon.
When walking through the mahogany door, I discovered that the Major was talking to an elderly lady of around fifty, and it appears the Major was trying to communicate a point that he could not prove.
"You must! It is your duty to host to any that comes from Mt. Olympus! She many not be a soldier, but she is most certainly of the ranks! "
"She is a woman!" The lady protested, though it seemed a lost cause.
"She is a Blessed One!" The Major shot back, now irritated.
"But-" I knew that she was going to continue he same point of my gender, so I interrupted.
"Is anything the matter? This is not my intention to disturb the status quo, neither was it my intention to come unannounced. It seems that wherever Neptune wishes me, I will go, for my own way led me to peril before. Best not to disclose those details, upon this hour." It was the sole truth. Nothing seemed to be going how I would have wished.
I could tell that the woman was assessing me, obviously not finding what she expected.
"Neptune was gracious. I was a lone wanderer in the unknown. Anyway, this is only a starting place for my journey, my purpose. I may have the ability, or may not: but this I know for sure and for certain, after this week, I will be on my merry way."
This seemed to convince her, so she nodded to the Major and I, and stated," Well, then. I have a granddaughter here who will give you some clothes, and show you to the shower. Looks like it's been centuries since you've had one."
I barked a harse laugh that seemed to startle her.
Her granddaughter was constantly glaring at me as she helped me. Lucky looks can't kill, I guess.
I had a sneaking thought that she was a little jealous. It seemed, though she had plenty of potential beauty, the men around here did not notice her.
After little thought, I decided that it must be the fact that her grandmother, who seemed very controlling, over those who she cools control. This was obviously why she didn't take to me very well. Not only was a woman doing the job of the man, to her, I was also someone she couldn't control.
However, having dealt with an over-controlling parent myself, I decided that she would have to have a Girl's Night…with the big girls.
She was sitting reading a book she looked like she had no interest in whatsoever that her grandmother assigned her to read in her spare time. I walked up to her and stood there, waiting until my presence freed her from her wandering thoughts.
Will a small smile, I asked, "Would you like to have a Girl's Night with me? You look like you could use a little fun."
At my words, her face morphed into hopeful shock, then she replied shakily: "My grandma will never let me."
"Are you going to really let that stop you? I digress, though. Don't worry about your grandmother. I will take care of her."
And I did. Actually, I did more than that, I gave her what she had coming to her.
"I am taking you granddaughter out on a Girl's night, so clear whatever boring shit you have planned for her."
"Excuse me? I do not want you near my granddaughter. You are a terrible influence on my grandchild."
Bitch say what now?
"And I think you are a terrible guardian." Here she comes. " You have drilled her day and night on things that may brighten her mind, but she needs a rest, too. Fun and work can be balanced, bitch, so I'm taking her out for some fun."
With that, I stormed away.
It was 5:00, and I was waiting for Amelia outside her bedroom door. I had just found out that's what her name was, when I gave her the time and what to wear-something casual and sexy; but wear a coat, I warned, we don't need your grandmother to think worse of me than she already does.
She opened her door, and I almost broke out in laughter at her attempt to be sexy. She was wearing a low v-neck sweater, with a lacy pointed bra underneath.
"Ah kid? Never mind what I said about sexy. I'll give you a makeover later. Change into jeans and a T-shirt. "
When she finished changing, we headed out.
"Were are we going?" She was persistent.
Luckily, I was stubborn.
The smirk on my face revealed nothing.
I took her to the earth and out of the sea.
Her grandmother had a bitch fit, but when Amelia smooth-talked her that she got to apply her math skills, she seemed subdued.
Tonight, I was taking her to the bar. It was called The Sea Club, and it was a men's club.
Not. Any. More.
I went up to the door where I was greeted by a hunk of meat, saying I wasn't allowed in.
Flashing him my sexy smile, I coaxed, "Oh, but I'll only be here a week, and I wanted to have a little fun…"
He had a boner by the end of my sentence.
"Go on in." His voice cracked badly. Poor fucker. Probably hadn't gotten laid in forever.
We had an awesome time.
Too bad I had to leave tonight.
We were having a bonfire, a party, for my parting.
"Sing! Sing! Sing!" They had been relentless. Ever since I told Daniel I loved to sing…
"Fine!" cheers erupted.
I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Maybe I have been here before
I know this room; I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
There was a time
You let me know
What's real and going on below?
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Maybe there's a god above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you?
And it's not a cry you can hear at night,
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
By now, the whole assembly was silent, and I cleared my throat.
"Goodbye. Thank you for all your hospitality."
Ok, I know it sucks so far, but I promise it will get better. By the way, the song is Hallelujah By Rufus Wainwright. Write on!