I should have been more assertive. If I had been, I might have been neatly tucked into my bedroom now, reading a book or surfing the net instead of traveling half-way around the world to St. Helena with Aunt Selma Lou. I wasn't even sure what the trip was about, and I really wasn't that interested in anything just then, and didn't care to see any duomo cathedrals, or whatever they were. Old buildings no longer used, mostly.
I had spiraled into a depression since loosing my job, and my temper wasn't improved by the idea that they were trying to cheer me up. I didn't want to be cheered, I didn't want to be pulled out of my misery, and I didn't plan to find one bit of enjoyment in this trip. That is, until we got to the hotel, and I met Andy, the lead bellhop.
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