Love of Rose

Chapter 4

Considering the news she had received, Rose slept astonishingly well. She got up at 5 a.m. to watch the sunrise and drink her tea before starting to get busy for the day. As the computer freak, she was, she couldn´t resist and checked out the clinic and its reputation. The silver valley wellness clinic was really high end. She never would have dreamed to go there. Firstly because she wouldn´t spend so much money on a clinic, even if she had the money which she didn´t and secondly because she was certain that she wouldn´t feel comfortable around celebrities and high society. But she had promised and so she packed her things in her medium suitcase. The papers said that her stay is most likely about 4-6 Weeks so she would need some change of clothing although they have a dry cleaning service inclusive.

In a smaller safety case, she put all her tech stuff, her laptop, the e-reader and everything she needed to work. At last, she made sure that everything was in her handbag. Her wallet, keys, her phone and the papers with the clinic information and the already filled out questionnaire from the clinic regarding her stay. The questionnaire contained 12 pages to be filled on both sides and there were not only questions about her medical condition, issues and previous treatments, but they also wanted to know about individual preferences, likes and dislikes of food, wishes for wellness treatments and so on. It has taken her quite a while to fill the pages. But they were done and safely in her bag. She loved that grey-black leather bag which looked a little like a saddlebag for a horse. It reminded her of the time where she was able to take riding lessons and it was spacious so that all those necessities fit into it. Necessities like her medication, her inhaler and all the other stuff a woman has in her bag. Regarding her bag, she has always preferred a big bag over the small girly purses, mostly because she has had so many things to carry with her. Happy to have finished packing, Rose took some time to calm down her troubled breathing before she took her suitcase, the tech-case, and her bag and closed the door and locked behind her. At that moment she was very thankful that the heavy suitcase was able to roll alongside her with only a very small amount of energy. A short while later Rose sat heavily breathing behind her car wheel, using her inhaler and special techniques to steady her breathing and calming herself to prevent an impending asthma attack.

The three hours of car drive to the clinic went by pretty fast, singing and humming along with some nice songs as best as she could with her short breath and a breakfast stop at the pancake-house. After driving down a long beautiful alleyway with big old trees, she stopped her car at the entrance of the clinic. She wouldn't have believed that this was the clinic if she had not seen the pictures on the internet and luckily there was also a sign verifying this mansion was the clinic. Rose wasn´t happy at that moment and you may ask why. That was easy to answer as the way to the entrance of the mansion was a big long stairway! And nobody there to help her. Not wanting to climb these stairs two times she grabbed her cases and mentally steeled herself for the coming exhaustion, burn and loss of air. It was a hard bit of work but she managed to get to the top of the stairs, but not without losses. Reaching the top of the stairs she immediately let her bags go to the ground just standing there only able to take one burning breath at a time with eyes focused on the ground to not collapse completely. The moment she heard her case, which has rolled back to and tumbled down the stairs, was the moment some big black shoes came into her view. A dark rumbling voice asked if she was alright. Not able to answer she tried to watch what had happened to her case...bad idea…. Causing her to lose the last bit of control and balance. Mentally she was bracing herself for the impact on the floor but it never came. Instead, she was held by two strong arms dressed in a black suit. Her problem at that moment was another one: these arms held her to tight so that she lost consciousness completely. Everything went black and she went limb in those comfortable warm arms.