I’d been nervous for the entire trip to San Diego, but as the cab made the turn into my father’s neighborhood my anxiety kicked into overdrive. I had never seen my father’s house, because I had lived with my mother in New York. But when she accepted a teaching position at a University in Paris, my parents decided that I should live with my father, his new wife and my half-brother. More
there were benches, weights, machines and a lot of cardio machines. At the end of the room there was a glass wall and on the other side of the wall was a big indoor pool. In the corner of the pool area was a spa bad and a sauna. “I try to come here 3 -- 4 times a week,” Layla said and with a look at me she continued. “If you also workout -- maybe we can do it together sometimes.” “That would just be great. I’m almost sure that I’ll be coming here every day. I’m addicted to working up a sweat,” I replied. I made an excuse for myself and went to bed. Moments before I drifted away I thought to myself. You were anxious at arrival, then you saw Layla and in a few hours, you had made a game plan. And now you are best friends with Rory. Layla likes you and your father thinks that you are a great son. I had great hopes for the future. “Have you got any plans for today?” Layla asked. “Well I have been thinking about a long workout, because I have not been to the gym in some days now. Maybe you would like to join me -- you know the more the merrier?” “I would love to. I’ll go change and we can meet in the exercise room,” Layla replied.
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