| emerald slopes holding remnants of a thousand-year old pv3zkq occupation. A few indications of th pv3zkq ese Maori fortified villages known as pa remained as sacred sites -- a vivid counterpoint to the grand modern Skytower reaching into the clouds and offering a splendid view of near and far islands. The hundreds of sailboat masts pv3zkq quilling the lively mo pv3zkq orages gave the cit pv3zkq y an airy, sporty conviviality, affording fatigued Katharine the leisurely promise of a buoyant and rejuvenating stay. Not l pv3zkq ong after arriving in thi pv3zkq s North Island sea town, and still feeling cheerfully on holiday, she had walked into the New Zealand sailing team's signature store of apparel and gifts, in the America's Cup Village, and blithely announced to the clerk in a teasing pv3zkq voice, "I've come for America's Cup." The accent pv3zkq of her voice pv3zkq had at once made it obvious that she was an American.Before the surprised clerk could mouth the same sentiment as the one wh pv3zkq ich came resoundingly over her shoulder, the resonant male voice behind her had answered, "You will never get it back." Katharine turned around and found herself looking into the rarest of dark eyes, pv3zkq an indelible stare pv3zkq that left her usual sharp wit stillborn in her throat: gold-ringed black eyes half teasing and amused, yet with a strange fiercenes pv3zkq s implying anger and, she was pv3zkq it was something altogether different, as if she had been shaken awake. Her smile faded. "I think we will get our Cup b pv3zkq ack...eventually," she said, regretting her humorle pv3zkq ss smile as she made her exit. She had forgotten that she came in to buy a souvenir baseball cap. "Not ever in the Hauraki Gulf...not without Kiwi sailors," came the swift and, to he pv3zkq r, accented reply, made as if an argument could lead to amity. She experienced a sharp sting of irrita pv3zkq tion as she swung through the glass doors and walked along Quay Street West, heading over to the outdoor tables of a crowded restaurant and bar called The Loaded Hog. It was a noisy, friendly place with all of thos pv3zkq e New Zealand accents flyin pv3zkq g back and forth across her table. Probably a lot of sailing folk, as it was just down the street from the wharf where most of the sailing syndicates were located. Although, the e pv3zkq ntire city of Auckland could be described as a lot of sailing folk, for it was known as the City of Sails and one in ten Aucklanders pv3zkq owned a boat. The day was humidly warm, and she removed the cream linen jacket that hung unbuttoned over her pale green silk blouse, layi pv3zkq ng it over the empty chair at her table. She r pv3zkq ested her folded hands a bit rigidly in the lap of her tan linen slacks and stared toward the waiter serving a nearby table. Finally, she ha pv3zkq d his attention and requested, pv3zkq with what she was beginning to hear as an American accent, "Please bring me a large Guinness." | |
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