" Is this really Mercia?" Sandy reached over to touch the same stone,feeling something deep within the rocks as well."Yes, I think it is but how I kno...w this I'm not sure." Isabelle wasn't theonly one with new knowledge running around inside her head. If asked Sandycould explain the difference between a brigantine and a barque, as well aswhere to look in a merchant ships hold for hidden treasure. She could alsoopen any locked chest that might hold that treasure."Do you know where we are now?"Not. We laid sprawled in a clump no one moving and I guess we dropped off. The next thing I knew was when Suzie and Jake came into the room.“Someone has been having fun while we were working!” Suzie shouted in her teen style voice.“I hope we are all on track to work as a team?” Jake said, looking at the three of us.I lay there still in both their arms and looked at Margaret wondering what she would say but she just smiled and said,“Yes we used the time to get to know one another better. I think. ” I said teasing her. “It wouldn’t be the first time.” When we were together, I would visit when her kids were home, but would never stay overnight. She always made sure I left just after their bed time.“Yeah, sorry.” she said smiling. “A few days ago I was thinking about how you used to make me leave when it was your week to keep your kids.”“What about it?” she asked, wrinkling her forehead. She sat up, then leaned against the other end of the sofa.“You would always say you were tired but. I tried not to show it – so I looked at the fire. And didn’t answer. We sat there for about a minute, with her looking at me and me looking at the fire. It settled in me that I was actually afraid of what she was going to say. ‘What… do you want… me… to be?’ She sounded plaintive, almost shrill. I felt the rumblings of my frustration with her again. With the situation. But her words made me look at her – and as I did it all washed away. I felt myself talking. Talking in a way I’d talked the.