Chapter 16
As Friday night rolled around, Talya was ready, packed, and looking forward to their weekend on Bowen Island. Aziz had made sure the batteries of her racing wheels were fully charged and made a reservation with the taxi company to have one of their wheelchair-vans in front of the building’s door at 8:00AM the next day.
That night they went to the Boat House—their favourite restaurant—by the beach and not too far from Talya’s place.
Talya was a changed woman. Still thin and emaciated-looking, her whole demeanour, however, was one of a person who enjoyed life to the fullest. Her long, black dress draped elegantly over her legs, hiding her scarred arm very nicely and enhanced the white curls surrounding her face. She had put on some make up, although her cheeks had almost retu
