"And here it is," she said."Damn it, well he has had the third injection, and I just need to wake him." Moving to Davy, she shook him. "Davy, wake up...." Do I have to?" Davy slurred."Yes Davy, your girlfriend is here. Davy, you will not remember anything that happened here. Now, I am going to give you one more injection and then a shot to wake you up. Then we are going to release you. You will act like Sharon never met you and that all we did was talk. Ok?" Yes Ma'am." You're a sweet boy Davy.. That'slogical, isn't it?"I have to smile. She's very good. Mom just insisted magic was real,never presenting any decent argument for her point. Mirantha'sdifferent. Wrong, but different."Sure, if magic was real, which it isn't." That's not an argument, that is a statement." "It's pretty damn hard to prove a negative, that magic doesn't exist.Can you prove it does?"Another sip of coffee. "Not tonight, maybe later. Help me clean up?" * * * *** * * * *** * * *She asked me back for dinner again. ’ He smiled happily at his pride and joy and she forced a smile back, relieved that he didn’t know the real cause of her distress. The carriage bumped and rolled along, taking her further and further from the place where she had been so briefly happy. It felt as though her heart was slowly closing in her chest, and she wanted nothing more than to jump out of the carriage and run back home, back to the clearing and wait there until Al appeared once more… they could live together in the forest. Maybe I can't save you my love. I can however make them pay a very high price for destroying you, Sam thought and a fierce grimace came to her face.Sam pulled her cell phone out of her purse and the business card that Sean had given her. She took a deep breath and willed her fingers steady as she punched in his number. A receptionist answered the call. When she had stated the name of the company, she asked how she could direct the call."Sean Penchant please," Sam asked."And who may I say is.