‘My appoligies.’ She stood up and walked to the bed where I lay. ‘There was a belief you were of French origins. There was a substantial wager b...eing placed on that, and I wanted so dearly to disprove them.’ Her white hair was pulled up in a long braid and then wrapped into a bun. Her eyes were the same green as the sea on a summer day, and her smile infectious. I found myself smiling back at her and not knowing why. ‘Who are you?’ ‘They call me Maggie. But ’tis the truth I have many names.’. I explained we had never there, but was really looking forward to our stay. I could see he was watching Gloria in the mirror, as he slowly drove us to the villa. He was obviously quite taken with her. There was no mistaking that. I was a bit jealous, but at the same time, a bit turned on by thinking about what he was thinking. Upon arrival at the villa, the driver who had introduced himself as Abraham helped us with our luggage. I couldn’t help notice that he brushed up against Gloria as he. Quickening my pace, I rounded a bend in the wooded pathway and then stopped abruptly. About thirty yards ahead the forest ended. Impeccably lit by the golden evening sunlight, Suzy and her friend stood at the end of the forest path intently engaged in an earnest session of rock-paper-scissors.The outcome resolved, the girls walked on into the open countryside beyond the old forest. I would need to be extra careful now if I were to remain undetected.Hiding as best as I could, I watched the. A certain amount of light still spilled from the glass panel in the door into the darkened auditorium, but that just made the real world feel that much farther away. I put my hand on the wall next to her head and leaned over her. I had no doubt about her now, and I knew my eyes were glowing as I stared at her. I knew who she was like a fox knows a rabbit. "You've been like this all your life, haven't you?" I asked. "The things that were in those stories, they've been exciting you since before.