The continuing story of The Lady of the Lake...
The last words I wrote about the lady of the lake, were - When riding home on the bus, I think I saw her wheeling along the road in the pouring rain, I thought of her struggle in the rain, and her real struggle in life. Remember she had told me that she tried to commit suicide five times, So I ended my little tale with, I praythat she would have help, and all would go well for her.
So imagine my surprise when last Sunday after being in the country for the weekend, my daughter and I dropped into a pharmacy to pick up my prescription and , wow there she was wheeling up and down the aisle picking out things she needed. I quickly nudged Gaye, saying there is the lady of the lake. She immediately knew what I meant when she saw the wheelchair.
As we were leaving I said hi, briefly, not being sure if she remembered me, she did, saying, oh hello, you are the lady I met at the lake. So we exchanged some bland remarks like, how are you, and Gaye and I continued on our way.
My friend later when I told her I met the woman again, said, hmmm I'm thinking she could use a friend like you. Well, I replied, no thanks, I'm up to my ears with friends who need help, She has her friends, as she told me, plus she has a psych, that's enough.
O.K. back up a few days to last Thursday, when I was walking along my favourite little quiet block - just before the lake, I noticed an apartment for let. I've been mulling the idea of moving to a place where I could be autonomous in my own little apartment, possibly with a back patio and little lawn. I even checked out a condo, that was for rent a few weeks ago, but the man wanted to rent it with all the furniture, and only until he could sell. That for sure was not in the cards - so until I saw this small apartment building near the lake, I had forgotten the whole idea. So I took the phone number and later called. I made a tentative appointment to see it the next day..but since it was pouring rain, cancelled it.
Today, on the way to the Teapot (over 50 club) which is near the lake, I passed the apartment. Since I had some time I decided to ring the doorbell..The woman who was renting was on the first floor, she remembered my call, and said come in you can look at the place now. So as we walked up the stairs to the second floor, I noticed how clean it was and really quite nice inside - very bright. Although the stairs could pose a problem as I am not getting younger, but put that thought aside for the moment.
The landlady, knocked on the door, saying it's me, Sonia. The door opened, and you guessed it.. There she was, the Lady of the Lake. Apparently she has to move, she finds the rent too high. It is a five and a half room apartment very nice - clean apartment, spacious rooms, up to date kitchen, lovely big balcony or terrace in the back, not a great view, - but only a two minute walk from the lake...hmmm.
Then came the kicker, Sonia - now so happy to see me again, introduced me to her landlady, calling ME, her lady of the lake...and another little surprise. She has the cutest little bunny Rabbit called Puff, adorable, small, beige, with little floppy ears that rest back on his head. I just loved him.
To top it off, Sonia said, would you consider sharing the rent with me...there is so much space here, it's a beautiful apartment, and I really hate to leave. I took her phone number and said I'd get back to her....of course I also took the landlady's name, Luba, and her phone number. Remember my last words were, "I hope and pray somebody, somewhere is helping her" - is that supposed to be me?
Now what do I do?....to be continued....g'nite.
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