This happened long time ago: It was mid-summer afternoon, hot and humid. I was too early for work at the restaurant, husband told me that his Mom and Dad asked him to attend a gathering somewhere near the beach. I told him why not, it was nothing sort of to do in that spare time aside that of work. So, we went to that venue, a cottage closer to the beach surrounded with large, giant sequoia trunks of trees with those old roots attached to them. Hmm...what those hundred year olds doing there placed as if it's a collection of giant trunks of trees? Each trunk probably been more than 500 year olds based from those visible prominent rings. I should have asked more questions from my husband and should have brought my camera to have photographs of those cut giant trunks being there on the shore as if displayed there like in a gallery of majestic arts.
Anyway, we walked through the cottage and there we are welcomed by a very distinguished man dressed formally for the occasion. Suddenly, I felt cold. It was windy and cold, felt like shivering. My husband and I dressed in casual attire, it was hot summer day outside but cold inside where the gathering is being held. The mysterious gentleman offered his coat which I reluctantly resist. Mom (my mother-in-law) just standing near the main entrance told me to accept the coat. I respectfully obliged and wear the coat and said thank you to the man who offered it. How nice of him. Husband and I were ushered to our seats and there stayed until when refreshments are offered and before the function is about to start it was time to leave because I will be late for work. Husband took me to work.
Many days, weeks and almost a month later, husband, me and my children had been invited for dinner at my parents in law. I noticed a brand new book placed on top of their center table at the living room and curiosity had me wanting to see it closer. (Me always curious whether Dad has new subscription of Discover magazines, Time magazine or any Science magazine). Front book cover it's the "prominent eyes of Mona Lisa" of the famous painting in Louvre and back cover "The Last Supper." Then to my surprise the author of that book was actually the mysterious man we met at the gatherings at the beach. OMG! I should have known better. I could have the chance and opportunity to ask for autograph but I didn't. Darn it! I didn't know that he was the famous author of bestselling books. It's too late chocolate!! lol.
