THE GODLY GARDENER

Sometimes, where people are familiar together, it happens that someone joins in, causing short circuits and patterns get disrupted.

It started with the garden.
An estate/hotel was looking for a gardener (m/f).
A man with an aura of w
ildness came.
A day later there was a young woman at the door, with all the required qualifications and her autistic toddler.

There was the owner''s secret: a letter from the bank.
There was pressure to participate in an absurd sewag
e project. Absurd? Not if you saw the bullet hole in the tire of Henry''s Landrover, with which he had crashed.
There was death and there was a miraculous resurrection.
Some guests left as a different person. In them, a long-dormant transitio
n had finally taken place.
Nor was the estate left untouched.

In the end, it was not about the precious water, but about money. Fraudulent, big money. And not a word of that part is made up, even though this is a novel. It did happen on
the island of Sardinia.