Who Was She?

I really can’t believe that I find myself continuing this saga of Anna who is now Tanya, but …. it just keeps going. Thanks to all of you who continue to enjoy her story, and to those of who make it hard to stop the story! If you missed the last part, here is the link.To Dive or Not to Dive?

What was she to do?? She felt herself slump to the floor in the corner of the restroom and she put her face into her hands. Perhaps it wasn’t the same Luke, there had to be other Luke’s out there who lived on a farm and had strange cows named Betsy, right? Tanya groaned, she knew it was Luke and soon her whole cover would be blown! She sighed, she knew what she had to do.

Patrick was stirring his spoon around in his empty cup staring straight ahead. He didn’t even notice Tanya coming back to the table, until she touched his arm.

“Thanks for lunch, but I am sorry I have to leave, I am really not feeling too good.” she said, as she looked directly into Patrick’s dark brown eyes. Tanya didn’t have to pretend to make a sad expression, she really was upset. If things would be different, she may have enjoyed getting to know Patrick. She liked the way his dimples showed when he smiled, but he wasn’t smiling now.

Patrick nodded his head, mumbled a short goodbye and went back to stirring his spoon around in the empty cup, wearing a somber expression.

Tanya stood there for a moment, something was definitely wrong. What had happened between the time she was in the restroom and now she wondered. It was then that she noticed his cell phone on the table. The screen had the words. “Call from Luke”  displayed on it. Patrick turned his head ever so slightly towards her and looked into her eyes. This time she felt pierced by his gaze. She turned away without a word and ran out of the restaurant.

Tanya’s arms were growing so tired, she was rowing faster than she ever had before. She had to get back to her cottage quickly, grab her things and leave. Leave the island that had just started feeling like home to her. She really didn’t want to leave, she loved living by the sea, but she had no choice or did she?

Perhaps Patrick hadn’t told Luke about her and maybe his somber look was for a totally different reason. Tanya knew she had an overactive imagination, maybe she shouldn’t run. Is that what her life was going to be like, running every time she got spooked?

She slowed down her rowing and let herself drift for awhile. What were the chances that Luke would ever think to look for her here? Why shouldn’t she go diving with Patrick? That cave really did pique her interest, she couldn’t leave without going there.

Tanya smiled and let herself breath easier. She wasn’t going to panic anymore. She would call Patrick up tomorrow and make plans for their cave adventure.

Later that night Patrick was sitting at home in his overstuffed recliner. He was trying to relax with a movie, but his mind was consumed with his earlier conversation with Luke.

There were things that they still weren’t 100 percent sure of, but if their hunches were correct than Miss.Tanya’s life was soon going to change.

It was a shame really, Patrick did like the girl, but they had to do what they had to do.

First though they had to prove that she was really Anna and not Tanya. Would their plan work?