Kennedy smiled at her new friend. "Just what does one do for fun at Faire?"Kennedy was startled when Harriet blushed."I meant, besides go around and l...ook at things," Kennedy said, wondering why Harriet's face was still red and flushed."I've done that," Kennedy continued. "Some of the people can sing okay, some of the plays are okay, too. But a lot of it -- I mean, you see it once and after that it gets kind of old."Kennedy lowered her voice. "I don't want to hurt your feelings, or anyone. They had raised some eyebrows in Washington, which caused some head scratching; he had gotten an urgent call to get on this case. Most of the events had taken place outside Vegas, in the desert; he had been only able to ask witnesses about them. Unfortunately many of the witnesses had proved to be unable to describe what they had seen with any sort of scientific detail. Most had experienced some intermittent memory loss. Why? Visiting them in hospitals had proved less than illuminating. Some. I felt like I had a family and I went to give Sarah a hug. She looked at me and gave me a kiss that took my breath away and whispered "I think they like you." You and Dan did at least a couple of things right, you know." I whispered back and got a huge loving smile in return.Sarah took charge as her laughter finally wound down. "Do you think you two can keep from hitting each other until you finish dinner? Judi, come help me set the table, please." Judi smiled at me sheepishly, scowled at Ben. Her camera was pointed alternately at Cheryl and then at me.Before I knew it, my cheap digital watch read midnight. I left the table I shared with Blevins and went to the dark corner where Cheryl sat with a much younger woman. "Hey Cinderella your driver is about to turn into a Mouse and your coach into a pumpkin. Are you about ready to leave?" Max this is Lucille. Lucille is a paramedic for the county. Isn't that fascinating? Cheryl asked."Yes it certainly is fascinating. So you want to leave.