Surprisingly the Times had a longer story than the Tribune. The Trib did have a good smiling picture of me along with some nasty photos of Judy and St...even. They divulged that Steven was wanted around the country and was known by a few other names. Only the Tribune told of the attempted murder.The deputy on duty said I should put all my clothes and toiletries into the bag they had left in the closet and go downstairs to be transported to court. He said that the deputy who was taking me to court. Then behind me I heard, ‘Dana … I’ve said my prayers every night. Did you pray to Saint Donwenna, too? Have my prayers been answered?’ For several seconds I couldn’t breathe. I felt my hands begin to tremble and my knees felt suddenly like they were made of taffy. A heavy silence hung over the room as I turned. Out of the shadow beside the window a tall, dark, mysterious man stepped out. Before I saw his face, I recognized his scent. The same scent from the cards, from the book, from my dreams.. “Maybe you could use this on me. And I think, David also.”He nodded his head up and down, yes. I knew he was giving me a funny look when he was cumming… Well if the boy wants to be a sissy, that’s not my fault.“Definitely you, Stacy. We will see about him. You two run along now.” And we said our goodbyes, Allison not really responding.I covered Allison in a warm blanket, then padded to our bathroom and turned on the hot water full bore for our huge tub. I poured in three capfuls of lavender. I was feeling particularly emotional that afternoon, but I didn't know the reason. I wondered if this is how girls felt when they got all hormonal during their periods. The whole exchange with Kimmie left me feeling out of sorts, then I saw Cassie holding hands with Brendan on the way to lunch. Danica saw them, too, and I could see the concern in her frown. I wondered if things had cooled off between them, but I saw Danica laughing as she got into Cassie's car after school. Cassie hadn't spoken.