She is not one of us. Take her to Anubis. Perhaps he will know what to do with her."SG sighed. Things were not going well."My lady," she said, "I real...y..." But at this point Her Ladyship clapped her hands twice, and the guards who had stood outside came in, brandishing their spears.The servant girl led SG to the doorway, and the guards took turns poking SG's behind with their spear points, much to the amusement of the ladies.Back in the great hallway, one of the guards grabbed SG roughly by. “I wish you would. But, you are already dressed up.” He sounded very disappointed.“Don’t worry,” I replied. “You have to promise me. You will never open your eyes before I tell you.”Ram nodded his head without opening his eyes. It was funny looking at my grown-up son making a fuss about his favorite oil bath. I knew that it would take a while for my husband to return after finishing the loads of crackers he had carried. I asked Ram to get up and led him inside the bathroom. I made him sit on. Winnie traveled back and forth each day. Carla elected to have me get her a lovely executive suite near the park.Colleen and Rebecca made the trip occasionally but disliked the dry climate.I hated it. The mountains of southern Missouri were just about perfect for me. The desert? Not so much. No one ever saw me without a bottle of water in my hand. Because my trust owned three-eighths of the club, I didn't feel beholding accepting the office suite. Three-hundred twenty four million dollars. "Are you married, Kendra?" No, divorced." Kids?" None." What happened?"I gave him the Reader's Digest version of adultery, just enough so I sounded respectable but available.He said he was almost married out of high school but the Army got him first. Since then he has made it a point to be friends with a lot of women. He didn't say what he meant by "friends." I had a pretty good idea, though.We had lunch and dinner together, and the train ride had taken on a new dimension. Time and miles were.