Book1:TeDream-Maker
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tifulsheis!"Dimitrisighed．"Therearebeautiesineveryeroftheearth．Actuallytheyarenothardtofindifyouwillonlytakethetimetolookforthem.”HestaredatthebeautifulLakeMerrittandrememberedtherewasakeinhisKingdomofDreamstoo，onlyitwasmuchrgeraertherewascrystalclearblue．HehadbuiltastrawhutafterthefashionoftheeseespeciallyforLotusandshelovedtostrolroundthepceasitremindedherofherhomend．HewonderedwhatLotuswasdoingandifshewaswalkingarouhenhedrewhiseyesbacktothepictureinhishandandlookedatitclosely，payingattentiontoeverydetail，asifreadingaingarticlewordforword，allthetimemumblingtothepicture．Joggerswentby，turningtheirheadsforasedghismantalkingtoapicture．Passersbycastcuriouslooksathimandthemoreinquisitiveoneswalkedupclosertofindoutwhatmesmerizedhimso．Onseeingitictureofanakedwoman，theyshooktheirheadsandwalkedaway，grinningslyly．Soon，asmallcrowdhadgatheredaroundthegazebo，titteringandpointingtoDimitri，whowassolostinhisownworldthathewaspletelyoblivioustohissurroundings． Romi: Justashewaslostinhisprivateenjoyment,hewasstartledtoseeabeautifullymanicuredhandcoverupthelowerpartofthenakedbeauty’sbodyandasoftvoicewassayinginhisear， "Putitaway，Dimitri．Lookatallthesepeoplearoundyou.”Dimitrigncedupandsawanattractiveyoungwomanwithabagofgroceryinherarms,smilingdownathim．ItwasMrs.Love,withhergentlesmilesomehowtihamencholysodifferentfromanyotherthatitwasmemorableandhardtet．Dimitriwaostandup,buttohissternation,foundhecouldlydosobefoready．Hewasfbbergastedandblushedprofusely．Mrs．Lovewasatadcultureddy,whouoodhisareditahebestuthimateaseretendnothingoutoftheordinaryhadhappened,soshesaid， "Whathaveyoubeendoingwithyourself,Dimitri?Wehaven’tseenyouforquiteawhile．We’vebeenwaitingforyoutoeandhelpuswiththeyardwork.” "Oh...ah...I’vebeenill,MrsLove．My...myeyeshavebeenhurting.” "That’stoobad．Haveyoubeentoadoctor?" "Ohyesma’am．I’vebeenusingeyedrops." "Areyoubetternow?" 6 "Ohyes,Ifeelmuchbetter." "Ifyouarefreethisafternoon,wouldyouliketoeandhelpmewithsomeyardwork?Mygardenisreallyinneedofsomework." "Sure．I’mfreethisafternoon.”Sotakingr,Dimitrifollowedhertoherhousenotfarfromtheke． InMrs．Love’sgarden，Dimitriwaswanimatedlyandily，fardeningwasoneofhispassionsandheenjoyedpruningawaythetangledbranchesandtrimmingthebushesintosymmetricalshapes．Thepeopleinthatneighborhoodknewhewasagoodworkerandaknowledgeablegardener，soeveryoedhisservice．ButDimitrilovedhisfreedomtoomuchtobepinneddowntoaschedule．Heneverhaggledaboutpay,takingwhathewasgivennomatterhowlittle，butwhehewasbeingoverpaid，hewouldinsistourningpartofthemoney．Soheworkedwhelikedit,neverhavingtoworryaboutployers,stiputingonlythathebegivenagoodmeaftertheworkwasdone．Hebecamewell-knowninthatneighborhoodasaricbutlovableman．Fromthekitcamethesoundoffluidjazzmusic，apaheappetizingfragranrs．Love’scooking,whileDimitriworkedonskillfully，trimming，cuttingandpruning．Hisbraiohaveaninvisiblesteeringwheel.Whenitsteeredtotheleft，hisbodygottheneurologicalmessageaotheleft．Whenitsteeredtht，hisbodyturherightinperfec