For a long moment Kara seemingly had forgotten to breathe, and didn't need to be told that she was gazing from afar upon the little tropical town of Port Haven. At last she took a shuddering breath and couldn't shake a feeling that seemed deep-rooted in her bones that she knew this island, that, though she had never been here before in her life, she was nevertheless looking at a place that evoked a single word in the sudden stillness of her heart: home.
'You like, eh?'
'Like? Guiseppe, I've never seen anything so beautiful! But- how on earth does one get there from here?'
Guiseppe gave her a wry look. 'On an island, Señorita, there is here. But if you mean, "How does one get to Port Haven?", then I would say, "Ask the Señor." I believe it may be his intent to provide you with the means to get there from here, but do not attempt to get there yourself before learning something of this island and its ways. It is easy to become lost here. And getting lost can be dangerous because some areas of the island can be wild and unpredictable.'
Kara looked to the panorama stretched out below, frowning. 'It doesn't look wild or unpredictable. If anything, it looks rather peaceful and safe.'
'So may the wide seas on a calm day,' he rejoined. 'The journey is much farther than it seems because the roads wend their way through the hills and forests for some distance before you reach the port. You cannot tell from here, but the roads in those woods are a maze, and if you lose your sense of direction, you might find yourself in the wild parts of the island.'
Kara gave him a look. 'But there's no chance of getting lost if one keeps to the main road, now is there.'
'Señorita,' Guiseppe explained patiently, 'there is no main road. And of the many roads on this island, one looks much like another.'
'But their must be a main road,' Kara protested. 'It doesn't make sense not to have one.'
'Are you arguing with me, Señorita?'
Thinking that he wasn't serious, Kara smiled impishly. 'What if I were to say yes?'
'Then I would say that I would put you over my knee and smack your bottom, just as I do with my daughters when they don't listen to me,' he replied, in such a way that left Kara in no doubt that he was indeed serious.
'I think that I will be going now, Señor Guiseppe!' she said, backing away from him and retreating with alacrity towards the Casa.