tall blonde haired man with a mustache and a medium height, clean shaven, brown
haired man, lugged a heavy grandfather clock through a narrow doorway. They were
dressed in navy blue cotton jump suits with Moving Express logos printed on the
upper back at the neck. The wheels of the dolly flattened a trail through the
puffed up rust color carpet of the master bedroom. The tall blond man, who was
in the leading position halted, stopping his partner in his track.
'Where do you want this, ma'am?' he asked.
Tanya interrupted her whispered discussion
with her best friend Jackie Brown to cast her nonchalant stare in the direction
of the moving men.
'Over there,' she nodded in the direction of the far
corner of the room. 'Against that wall, next to the fireplace,' she replied,
then returned her attention to Jackie.
The mover nodded his OK and with a weary shrug, he silently instructed
his partner to pick up his share of the weight of the clock. With a swift
heave, one pulled, while one pushed the clock to the partially extended
wall beside the fireplace and lowered the heavy wood frame down in its
permanent resting place.
Tanya observed the placement of
her favorite piece of furniture and once the clock was set without damage
inflicted, she strolled to the center of the large empty room and spun around.
Her soft green eyes took in the pastel beige walls. She envisioned her high
school diploma, photos of her family and friends and favorite plaques filling
the empty paces.
The cozy white fireplace with gray brick interior seemed inappropriate for the warm climate living but it was a symbol of wealth and a necessity for the rich Vegas life style. All the wealthy in the bright light city have them. Never-the-less, the fireplace added beauty and a feeling of comfort to the room.
A platform which extended to the center of the room lead
to bay windows that over looked a connecting terrace and the beach below. Tanya
could see her bed resting against the center of the infolding windows where she
could gaze out at the night and admire the neon of the window lights in the
trail of office buildings that lined the curve of the beach. The sunrise and
sunset would make a lovely view as well, she pondered.
A Japanese designed fan and light fixture hung from the center of the ceiling.
A yellow gold chain dangled off the side of the fan. Its shinny
texture sparkled in the mid-day sun light.
Tanya's eyes gleamed with delight
at the appeal of the master bedroom and the delightful view beyond the terrace
'I love this room,' she gloated.
Jackie smiled,'I'd say it's
Tanya landed the possession of the master bedroom, when her
father past away two years earlier. Since her mother owned less personal items
that would be stored in one's bedroom, she decided she'd rather have a smaller
room and offered the master bedroom to Tanya.
'Boy, you lucked out,' Jackie
murmured. 'This room is so large, you could turn this place into a small
apartment. Plus with the terrace just outside your room, except to leave the
apartment, you'd never have to leave the room.'
Tanya smiled. She had contemplated the same idea. She turned towards the
center of the bay windows and held her arms out. 'Here's where I'll put
'Hey!' Jackie interrupted.
'Just think. With your bed here, you could spy on your interesting
Tanya snared at her playfully. Tanya was a warm natured woman.
Pale and petite. Her yellow gold hair was thick and kept short. Its length
brushed the top of her shoulders.
Her ivory complexion, she would dazzle with subtle colors, like pale pinks,
oranges and browns. To highlight her sky blue jump-suit, she wore a shade
of pink rouge, beige lip gloss and misty blue eye-shadow.
Jackie left Tanya's side to explore the platform. She stopped in-front
of the bay window. 'You know, you do have some famous neighbors?'
Tanya walked up behind her and peered over her shoulder out the window.
She tried to express interest as she had done in the past, no matter how
far fetched Jackie's assumptions seemed. But weather she lived in the same
building with famous celebrities or not made her feel a bit uneasy. Tanya
felt she had left behind star struck crushes and the dream of meeting her
favorite stars in the past with her childhood. But she knew Jackie had
a problem leaving her childhood behind. Tanya didn't want to discourage
her or destroy her self esteem, so she'd let her speak her mind and tried
to show support.
Tanya sighed. 'But that doesn't matter to me.'
Jackie glanced over her shoulder at Tanya then turned her intense stare
out the window. 'You know I used to read about this place in those movie
and fan magazines back home. I still have them, I could send them to you,
if you want. Allot of actors, singers and people who are in all facets
of the entertainment business chose this place for their Vegas home because
of its location and beauty.' She peered down one end of the terrace then
down the other. 'Hey! This is a joining terrace,' her voice rose with delight.
'Let's check it out!'
TO BE CONTINUED!
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