If your lives and this dimension's Andersons get intertwined, I'll offer bodyguards to you too. Let me show you a few more rooms, and then I'll introd...uce you to versions of yourselves so they can tell you about their experiences."When their Grand Tour was over and we were back in Refuge's living room, I said, "I'd like to introduce you to some of my best friends." I teleported in a Williams family that'd agreed to help convince an 'ignorant' family. The three pairings were differently dressed. " I said offering her a smile. "Have you seen Maria? I need to talk with her." Oh, I see. Are you going to dismiss her Mr. Sam?" Pat asked with deep concern in her voice."Whatever gave you that idea Pat?" I answered. "Of course I'm not going to let her go. I came over to assure her that we view her as a friend as well as an employee. Maria has a self esteem problem and I hope to make her feel more comfortable with us as well as with herself."Pat's face literally beamed with relief after hearing. You have to help us take the rest of your husband's company. You have to give up your name, your identity, and the friendships you made in St. Loo. Except for me. Mick can't be trusted not to look for you." She smiled then, and I knew that I had her cooperation. "That doesn't seem so bad. Where will I live?" "Where do you want to live?" "With you. Or at least close by." "Close by. I'll see you often. You will soon meet some new friends." "Who?" "Other sisters like you; widows, divorcees, women. As I approached her explaining who I was and why I was there I was stunned. In a tank top and shorts, with sleek brown hair cut short to her shoulders, was my idea of a perfect athletic female body. I had only seen a few females in my life – women lacrosse players in college – that compared, and they didn’t have the fine facial features that from my vantage point she appeared to have. Strapped to her waist was a .357 magnum – not a typical woman’s gun. But then again, she wasn’t a typical.