her wedding and those that she’d never met. Tony introduced her to everyone, and she remembered names and faces remarkably well. Her job description remained the same as it had been fourteen months earlier: be perfect. To accomplish her goal, she needed to be beautiful, polite, contented, and appreciative. Now there was another requirement: be a most gracious hostess. Surprisingly, Claire didn’t find these new duties difficult. For most people to pull off a dinner, barbeque, or pool party would require planning, cleaning, cooking, setting up, and tearing down. For Mrs. Rawlings, that wasn’t the case. Everything happened without her input. Invitations went out, RSVPs counted, meals planned, house or apartment cleaned, food prepared, tables and decorations set, the food served, and miraculously everything cleaned by the next day. She needed only to be present, ever attentive to her guests, and most importantly attentive to her husband.
The first entertaining experience occurred at their New York apartment. They hosted an intimate dinner party for ten. Claire’s nerves were shaken prior to the hors d’oeuvres. Perhaps it was Tony’s pep talk about appearances, responsibility as his wife, and the unacceptability of public failure. However, wearing the clothes he chose, hair styled as he suggested, and appearing as dutiful as she could muster, the evening progressed surprisingly well. Her talent for remembering names, faces, facts, and the intuition to know when not to interrupt business talk yet understand when to augment small talk, succeeded in making everyone feel comfortable. After the guests left, Tony gently wrapped his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, “You were magnificent.”
It made all the difference. From that point on, when she learned of an impending gathering, she had but one solitary goal—to please her husband. On some occasions they would be at opposite sides of a room and she would look up from a conversation to observe his eyes. The presence of brown rimmed pupils would strengthen her resolve to perform her role to perfection. Rarely would she discover the black voids. On those occasions she would excuse herself from her current activity and attempt to learn the source of his unhappiness. Once discovered it would be her responsibility to right the wrong. Assuming this responsibility of Mrs. Anthony Rawlings familiarized her with many of his associates and made her feel less alone. She met the people Tony dealt with on a daily basis. In reality she may have been a beautiful accessory but she believed she provided an important asset to his public relations. The added bonus was that she continued to amaze Tony by excelling at whatever obstacle was put before her.
A week before they needed to be in France for Tony’s meetings, he informed Claire they would spend a few nights in New York City before their trip. He could work from the NYC office and it would decrease their travel time to Paris.
Claire’s research discovered many sights she anxiously anticipated seeing in France. They would arrive in Paris, where he had two days of meetings. She wanted to see the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Muse’e d’Orsay, Notre Dame Cathedral, and the Arc de Triomple among other places. She told Tony multiple times how excited she was that she was involved in planning their activities. Next, he promised her two nights in the south of France, one of his favorite destinations. He had special plans for this destination. She had read about Cannes, the French Riviera, and Monaco, but willingly trusted his decisions.
Next, they would be off to Italy. His meetings there were in Rome and Florence. They would have the opportunity to visit museums and monuments in both cities. Her two requests were the Vatican and the Galleria dell’ Accademia, the museum that housed Michelangelo’s David. Tony promised that David didn’t have anything she hadn’t seen before.
He wanted her to see the island of Sicily. The water, he said, was beautiful. The blueness rivaled Fiji. He mischievously smiled and let her know that nude sunbathing was an acceptable practice there. Claire didn’t like the idea of nude sunbathing with multitudes of people. After a naughty smirk Tony agreed. He didn’t want others seeing what he alone had the pleasure of viewing whenever he chose.
His last meetings were in Switzerland. He needed to be in Genève and Interlaken. He explained that if she enjoyed the beauty and splendor of the Rocky Mountains at Lake Tahoe she would marvel at the Swiss Alps. They were magnificent. He knew she would love all that