” Wordlessly, we followed her, giving me time to sort things out a bit. She was dressed in a blue sundress, but otherwise barefoot. Really, she sti...ll looked pretty much like the hippie girl of my Gran’s youth. As I’d said before, it was impossible, and yet, this time, unlike the creature from last night, this was no dream. “B?” “Yeah, freaky, right?” The garden had been a lovely place, once upon a time. I remember how much care Gran had put into the flowerbeds and the rose bushes. Now? It. He began searching his memory, recalling some of those times. There was the guy they had picked out of a chat room. His name – if it was his real name – was Charley. Charley seemed an average guy. He said he drove a UPS truck. Jeff had reasoned that a truck driver would have strong hands and that Audrey might like that. He had discussed Charley with Audrey and she seemed okay with it and so they made the date to meet in a park. Jeff brought his video and still camera he sat in the front seat. Occupancy was to begin within three months of the reading of the contract. He laid down the paper.I'd been shot down before I even left the runway. My disenchantment must haves shown."Not much in today's terms, is it?" Nope. I might get it done for five times that, depending on what's available." You're in luck." He said in a dry tone of voice. "It went into an interest bearing account at five percent compound interest. The account balance is currently just over four point four million. As the door closed behind her, a muscular ripple ran from her shoulders to the pit of her stomach making Abigail blink slowly and quirk the corners of her eyes into the beginning of a smile, which was too relaxed to make the effort of curving her mouth to complete itself. Venita, Abigail’s personal secretary, had passed on only two pieces of mail for that morning, efficiently consigning the bulk of it to the round filing cabinet under ‘b1n’. Following the maxim ‘first things first’ Abigail.