Ghost

The next morning, I awoke in my room at the inn. My savior had escorted me back to the inn and spoken with Anna about Janos’ absence. He told me on the way that he was going to say something about Janos’ brother getting married and having to rush off to meet the couple, requesting that his luggage be sent to the hotel that he was heading to. I thought it was a brilliant plan. He also asked if I would like to check out of the hotel the next day and see some truly Romanian sights. I said that I would.

Spending any time at all with him would be a treasure. The man that I had done so much research on and daydreamed about so often wanted to show me around Romania, the sights that I longed to see, the Romania that I had read about. Of course I would check out of the hotel and into whatever adventure awaited me.
I couldn’t wait.