I noticed that my swim suit was gone and a robe lay in my changing area. “Marie, where’s my suit?”
“Washed and hanging in your room. They take care of everything here, my friend. Just get changed and let’s go eat.”
I’m not sure what I expected, but the lightly oiled salad with seasoned chicken surprised me. It was delicious and filling, but not heavy. We sat on the patio and watched the sun set in a decadent display of oranges and reds that I knew I would never be able to capture on canvas. “If I drew that, no one would believe it could be real.”
Marie allowed herself to completely relax. “It’s true.”
She turned her eyes on me and leaned forward. “Dana, as I’m sure you’ve guessed, we use this place as a rest and training facility. I want you to go through the same program I do while we
