The air was drier in here and smelled sterile. She moved to a stack and traced the labels under the books with her finger. "Here we are MS 408." She... pulled the book from the stack and placed it before us in a table. The book was small, about 4"x10" but thick about two hundred pages. Germaine carefully opened the book to a page. The pages were beautiful. Each page was handwritten in a beautiful, ornate style of calligraphy. In the margins of the pages were odd drawings. On the particular. "Sure. We just need to ask her parents. I'm sure they won't mind," saidMiriam."Paula won't for sure," smiled Kelly."Besides, what about this week?" asked Miriam. "We want to make Mondaya good day for you, even if Paula cannot be there." I know mom. Can you just make it simple with my friends coming over?" Ok, that can be sorted. But about the other days?" I might go over and spend some time with Linda or even Alicia,"replied Kelly.It was a simple plan for the week, a week she wanted to see go. .. ?"The girl looked at Atrus with her pleading eyes. His heart was touched by her plea."Well, boy? We're busy here. Why don't you go back to the bushes and make your way back to town. I'll pretend we never met." Yeah. Your baboon lover is waiting."The bandits laughed in unison, but Atrus didn't move."Let her go." His voice was calm.The bandit leader looked at him in surprise. "You don't know who you're talking to, boy." He unsheathed his silvery blade. "You want to die, eh?"Atrus reached for. Bridgette wassmiling at me. ?What?? I said. She said, ?I think this is not yourfirst time.? I blushed and smiled. I sat down and put on the shoes andfastened the buckle I stood up and she helped but the dress on and shezipped up the back. She told me to go blow dry my hair and she would bein to help me style it. I turned and walked into the bathroom like nonormal boy would have if it was his first time in heels.Bridgette smiled. Melissa had been right. Bart had been wearing herclothes. She was.