We climbed up to the top of Eagles Peak, a stiff climb good footpath in places but much scrabbling over loose rocks. Eventually reaching the top we we...re sweating buckets. We decided to rest and cool down as much as we could. Dropping my daypack I took off my short sleeved shirt and laid it on the ground to dry in the sun. Maggie looked at me and said “do you mind” as she took off her short sleeved shirt and then her bra which were both soaked in sweat. “ No, they have improved the view” “What. This cat is being bad, the pixie is being bad, wonder what this fish could do that would be naughty too?! I’m going to call it Misbehaving. I think it’s a good sign. Sometimes I don’t think of a title until my piece is done, and it’s always more difficult this way. The sooner in the process I know what to call it, the more I feel like my work will be successful. I guess it’s superstitious, but I think most artistic people are. Besides, it provides a focus, it really let’s me know in a concrete. He also complimented me by saying that he hoped that he would someday meet someone like me to spend his life with, but that thus far, the pet shop had never yielded any such luck. He enjoyed his simple life in Alice and could never adapt to city life.As I listened to him I fantasized about being able to live in and flit between two universes. I enjoyed the hustle and bustle of my busy city and loved my job. It would be nice, however, I romanticized, to be able to move from one to the other. His eyes terrified her. They told her beyond doubt that though she couldn't see anyone, there was definitely someone there."Them," Todd said."I wan' go home," crying now."Don't move." I'nt see anyone." Don't... move... They're right... over... there..."His whispering voice cracked with a whimper. He shut his eyes tight and breathed deeply, as though wishing. Maggie lifted her face, looked past him, out the bushes, and saw... nobody. Trees, grass, sky, but no people. Only tall prairie grasses in.