Erkenci Kus, The Continuing Story

Light Side of My Moon part 7

When they arrived in the country the next day, Sanem fell completely in love with Can's log cabin home the minute she saw it. Set deep in the woods by a running river, it reminded her very much of his mountain hut in Istanbul, only it was much bigger and grander. Sanem felt like she never wanted to leave there. Can built fires each day in the outdoor fireplace where he cooked barbecued meat they ate on bread with fresh salad and grilled vegetables. They talked and laughed, enjoyed everything about being together, built more trust and confidence in each other, and grew closer and closer with each passing day.

Sanem loved to curl up in one of the wicker chairs on the patio and write in her journal for hours. Trying to capture every detail of their trip so far, the words flowed from pen to paper like the river that ran by the house. One day when Can had taken his canoe out on the river and returned, Sanem could tell his adrenaline level was very high. He looked more alive and naturally wild than Sanem had ever seen him. His hair had gotten quite long and he had not tied it back. It was falling full and free in the breeze. Seeing him like this, she realized again how different he was when he was away from Istanbul. He was as wild and free as a bird. Guilt overwhelmed her as she remembered all the times she had asked him not to leave. And all the times she had refused to go with him when he had asked her to go. Can immediately noticed Sanem's mood had changed and feeling concerned seeing this, he came to her. Taking her hands in his, he pulled her to her feet. "What is this? We are so happy, Sanem. What is happening here?" He kissed her hands, held them to his lips and asked, "Will you talk to me?"