Chapter 20
It was a pleasant spring day. The volume of visitors to the island had visibly begun to increase, and they met a number of bicyclists, horse taxis, as well as people on foot.
“We’ll be getting another load of horses soon, I expect. Tourist population is increasing. The tour schedule will be expanded.” Neil said in an effort to break the stony silence.
Rolf merely nodded.
“How long have you been working here?” Neil asked, still trying to make conversation.
“Ten years,” came the reply.
“Where did you work before?”
Rolf took a deep breath as if he were trying to be tolerant of Neil’s questions. “I worked at the Deutsches Pferdezentrum—The German Horse Center in Reiste.”
“I’ve heard of that place. They train horses for dressage and jumping there, don’t they?”
Rolf nodded.
“How did you come to be here?”
Rolf took another breath. “I came to America for the Olympics in Atlanta on the German equestrian team.”
“The Olympics! Wow, that’s great!”