Raven did wish to know her name. Raven gathered his things packing them again into his duffel bag then set off alone into the dark unknown. The cold s...treets beckoning him, the night his home, he walked. Yet his thoughts kept returning to the beautiful stranger whose soul was displayed. The link, which she and the child shared, perplexed him, he began to wonder if this child could have performed this same miracle upon his vulnerable psyche. He tried not to think about it, the perils of this. A couple of businessmen at anothertable smile and raise their eyebrows at each other as if to say, "Wow!Wasn't she something."You look at your watch. You still have 25 minutes to wait.The minutes creak by until it is finally time for you to return to myapartment.You knock on my door, it opens, and before you stands the "woman" fromMcDonald's. I'm still wearing the shorts but have changed out of thebathing suit top and into a cut-off T-shirt. It's cut almost halterclose to my neck. My arms are. "Yes, the anti-fun police might discover that you two aren't fighting any more." Oh, my dad already knows all about us not fighting. It's the rest I'm worried about." You're dad's not that bad," Kari said. "He's certainly not anti-fun. He took us all camping last summer, after all." Yes, but lately I've felt guilty because I've looked forward to the times that he's out of the house so that ... well, so that we can have a little privacy," he said, lowering his voice."It's okay. You're a. He winked. She couldn’t believe it. She put away her nail varnish and they both sat staring straight ahead for the remainder of the journey to her stop at Bethnal Green Station. The guy followed her out of the carriage but so did probably thirty other people. Jo hurried off, not looking back. She turned sharp left on exiting the station and was \confronted by an unshaven guy with strong body odor. He grabbed her handbag. She hung on to the dislodged shoulder strap with all her strength. The guy.