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Maybe he just wants to be helpful ? ”
    But Lori rolled her eyes.  “ Righ t .  Tha t’ s what it is. Him bein g helpfu l .  Because at home if I have a sink clogged or need something done around the house, he simply jumps at the opportunity to help me . ”   Lor i’ s voice was thick with sarcasm and Maia felt immediately awkward. She had just met them after all, and was unsure what to do with Lor i’ s candidness about her marriage.
    “ Well all marriages have their rough spots ,” Maia said kindly.
    “ Really, i t’ s okay.  I’ m used to this crap . ”   She looked at the scenery around her, as if noticing it for the first time.  “ This place is gorgeous thoug h …”
    “ Is there anything else I can do to help ?” Maia asked - it did n’ t seem as if they had any more to carry inside, just the two bags.
    The woman smiled.  “ Possibly, yes . ”   She looked over Mai a’ s shoulder at the house.  “ Do you by chance have any wine ? ”
    Maia emitted a laugh. 
    Errant handyman husband aside, she knew she would get along with Lori Parish just fine.
     
     
     

6
 
    Hal looked very satisfied with himself as a little later he pronounced that the job was done and that they would once again have cool air in Villa Azalea.  Giorgio on the other hand, looked frazzled and weary.  Maia was betting that Hal was n’ t as big of a help as he thought he was.
                  “ Well, tha t’ s fantastic news ,” she said as she placed a hand in front of a ven t— feeling immediate relief when cold air hit her skin.  She turned to where Lori was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking her requested glass of wine. 
    Maia had learned an awful lot about her new guest in the time that it had taken for Hal and Giorgio to do their work.  She had discovered they were indeed the same age, both were childless, and both were of Irish descent, although Lori had lived in the United States her entire life.
                  However, there was one major difference between the two of the m— where Maia had a happy marriage; it seemed that Lori had spent the last couple years of her relationship with Hal sailing troubled seas.  As she had drank her wine, she was more than happy to divulge the fact that her marriage was n’ t blissful and that she was using this trip as a last ditch effort to reignite the spar k— or else.
                  Maia was n’ t entirely sure wha t“ or els e” meant, but she knew that its connotation did n’ t bode well for the future if Hal did n’ t turn into a devoted and attentive husband. 
                  “ Anyway, now tha t’ s fixed, I’ m sure you are both ready to have some fun . ”   Maia had discovered that the couple did n’ t fly in to Italy that da y— therefore, neither one should be suffering any jetlag from their journey.  If anything, she was well aware that Lori was eager to get out and see the sites.  “ We have some bikes here that you can borrow if you would lik e— those are great for getting around the area.  Or there is a vineyard actually right down the road within walking distance . ”   Maia smiled at the couple hoping she was effectively pulling off the role of hospitality manager and tour director.  “ What do you think?  I t’ s a beautiful day, perfectly for exploring . ”
                  Lori was nodding eagerly in agreement, but when Maia looked at Hal, she was met with a wide yawn. 
                  “ Yeah not right now ,” he said.  “I’ m beat.  I think I’ m going to go take a nap or something . ”
                  And Lor i’ s face once again fell.  Maia immediately felt sad for the woma n— disappointment was clear on her face.
                   How could her husband not see how uncaring he was being?
                  Seeing Lori swallow hard, Maia clasped and unclasped her hands, wondering what to do.