Raj was sleeping soundly in his room unaware that his cousin was standing by his bed.“He looks so sweet when he’s asleep…” thought Savita as s...he fondly looked at her bhaiya.“Bhaiya! Wake up! Come on bhaiya; get ready.” shouted Savita and shook Raj out of his sleep.“Ummmm…What’s the hurry?” yawned Raj and turned over to the other side in bed.“Don’t be so lazy bhaiya…it’s my birthday!”As Raj opened his eyes he was greeted with the sight of Savita bending over him and he caught sight of her. “What’s her name?” asked Toby.“Araminta,” replied Allie, “but I call her Mint ‘cept when she’s been naughty.”“Is she naughty often?”“No. Only when I want her to be.”That amused Toby. “Sounds a very good arrangement,” he said.Allie nodded vigorously.“Right! Well we ought to be on our way,” said Leah. “We won’t be back late. We’re going to a Hospice fund-raising do which is from seven to nine but there’ll be a bit of clearing up to do afterwards so we should be back by about half past or a little. “I see what you see. Stop there and I will begin to instruct you in the use of your powers.” Jack did as the companion said, parking in the shade.The two men from the pickup were leaving as he went in. Jack looked at the clerk, a Mexican-American girl, he guessed about twenty years old, with a pretty face but a little overweight. Her name was Lucia according to her name tag. “You must touch her, skin to skin, to control her,” the companion said. He got coffee, then as he handed the girl his. She turned to Tristan and shouted above the rattling roar of the engine. "How does this machine work?"Tristan smiled, lent forward and patted an odd green console containing two simple round dials. "This is not just a machine, this is a Series II Land Rover. Her name is Dahlia, my trusty steed."Aesia regarded him for a moment and shook her head. "This is a rudimentary, noisy, and primitive machine how can it be a trusty steed?"Tristan laughed."Why do you laugh?"Tristan glanced at her. "So you.