She was sure she hadn’t been inside the Chapel for more than an hour. She turned to ensure the door was closed, it was even though she didn’t reme...mber doing it herself. She looked at her hands and saw the message cylinder was still with her.An old man sitting on the stairs chuckled while watching her as she tried to figure out what had happened to her. “Time doesn’t work right in there girlie. Go in, in the morning, stay a minute, come out that night or later. Don’t try to understand it, just. At Justinian Hospital in downtown Cap-Haitien. It would forever be the place of his birth. No force on the planet earth could change that. Still, when he thought of home, oftener than not he thought of Brockton, Massachusetts. The City of Champions. Ah, the City of Brockton. So much had happened to him there. He remembered his halcyon days at Brockton Community High School, and his best friends, an Irish guy named Robbie and a Cape Verdean dude named Joshua. They were his buddies, his lifeline. .He brushed his lips on her cheek and neck, stroked her hip, and pressed his crotch upon her rump. He moved his hand up, unbuttoned the top of her scout outfit and slid his hand under her bra. She clasped his arm, holding it back."Let me stroke and rub you, honey," he breathed in her ear. "I'll buy a box of cookies." You will?" she asked."Yeah," he answered. He slid his hand onto a breast and began massaging it. "Oh honey, you've got nice little breasts," he rasped. He briskly stroked her. She lay her cheek on his shoulder, and taking his hand she placed it on her breast. Tony could feel the warmth of her breasts as he played with her bullet hard nipples. Her heart was beating very fast. her arms round his neck holding him tight as she bent down to kiss him. Tony lay there enjoying the feel of her soft flesh. The very closeness and the warmth of her sent a fire to his stomach that set his whole body trembling.She was really beautiful, he had noticed her extraordinary beauty when.