The Hopes and Fears of All the Years
By: Motsie of Atlantis
Donald Blye, a marine sergeant with the US Marine Rapid Response team in Rota, Spain met Julia as she was touring the Spanish wine country, learning to be a professional certified sommelier, a master wine taster. She wanted a job with one of the finer restaurants in New York or Washington or LA. She had her certification from the Italian Sommelier Association, and was now working on her certificate from the Association de la Sommellerie Internationale (ASI) in Paris.
They got married, and had one child, Kensi Marie Blye, born on August 20, 1982 making her a Leo, but just barely. Julia didn’t have much time to spend with her child, she was always off learning more about tending the vineyards and bringing the wine to the most exquisite taste possible.
Instead, she hired a series of wet nurses and nannies to care for the child in her absence. Rather than pay the going rate for women from the area to do this, she went to the poorer villages of Portugal and France and hired women to work for less than half what they should have been paid. These were the women who had a positive influence on Kensi’s life, teaching her to speak Portuguese and French in addition to her native English. Her mother’s influence was negligible, simply because of the fact she was never around.
That changed for the worse when Kensi turned 4 and started school. Her mother placed her in International Boarding School. Now Kensi was not only distanced from her mother, but she was also effectively cut off from her dad as well.
Kensi’s very first date was Bentley Atherton, when she was just seven years old and they both were at the International Boarding School. Bentley was an older man, he was two grades ahead of her in school, but the two of them were the same height, that’s why the teachers paired them up. He was the son of a maid and butler at the British embassy, and his parents were extremely particular with whom they allowed their children to associate. The children spent time together as they practiced for the cotillion, getting ready for the proper dances at the embassies to which they would never be invited. Kensi learned how to dance and curtsey, although she didn’t think she really needed to do that. At the cotillion they both had fun, danced a few times without stepping on the other one’s toes, ate the refreshments and didn’t spill anything. But when it came time for the spring hop, Bentley said that he didn’t want to go with Kensi ever again, He said her eyes were “weird”.
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