“Your coffee’s ready,” I said, trying to change the subject. “Go torture Dad.”Mom was still laughing when she left the room with two mugs of... coffee. “Be home in time for dinner tonight,” she called over her shoulder.I finished my juice and cereal, rinsed out my bowl and glass, and went back up to my room to finish getting ready for the day with Katie at the downtown condo. Mom and Dad seemed to be having a round of morning fun to go with their coffee, so I went back downstairs to the living. A man in a dress was less than anyone else and needed to show it.Maid Paula said, "Please Miss Jennifer, do not change the arrangement. Icould not take it if I was not your maid. I should have more faith in usand I promise that I will be worthy of your company tonight, I will notlet you or us down. Give me another chance to show you were not wrong inallowing me to be your maid."Miss Jennifer did not like the grovelling from her maid, but she wassatisfied that Paula was feeling better about the. "The two blushed. "We really meant to get to the file; and we did get started," said Roberta."But we got ... distracted," said Rose.Bianca sighed. "I thought so. You now have two options. We can sit down, right now, and go over everything in that file, or you can leave all the planning up to me."Roberta smiled. "You can handle it, Ma'am. We trust you."She nodded, "Very well."Bianca opened the door. "Get on the gurneys in the hallway." What? Why?" cried Rose."You are going in for. ’ Ada’an’s voice was quiet as well. ‘There must be something you know, something that links you to the fae or I would never have been sent for you.’ Sarah whirled away from the window, her movements showing the impatience she felt, her hands clenching in her hair for an instant, her eyes shut tight as the memories of her mother’s death rushed through her, and drew in a calming breath as she felt his arms wrap around her, leaning against her, his hair brushing her face, his lips touching her.