At this point the room narrowed into a kind of wide alcove leaving him a mere 20 feet away from the opposite corner. He glanced over and saw that the ...irror-image table and bench opposite was empty. He nodded his acceptance and sat down as the concierge gracefully lit the candle in the center of his table, dropped off a menu and wine list and, with a small bow, he turned and left.He opened the menu and gazed down on it without really seeing anything. His mind was again possessed by vague images. "I laughed long and hard. "Relax Krissy, the region's safe. Stone doesn't have a younger brother. Trust me, there are times I wished I fit in more. You think I want to end up like Jacob Stone? He's got as much of a chance of a normal life as a full scale orgy occurring at that universal church place out on the highway. I might not have the best love life, but at least whoever does fall in love with me will not have to compete against some legend's duties."Krissy grinned. "Relax. All you smart. The strange noises I had heard and the fact that I had left Mildred in a different position than when mom had seen her when she went to bed. I quickly got up and snuck down the stairs to the parlor. The light that I was sure I had turned off when I left was on. Or worse, had been turned back on. I hid further down the hall from the parlor and waited.Thank God I did or I would have run into my Mother coming out. The light went out and Mom quietly opened the door to return to bed. I trailed Mom. OooMargaret's School of Ballet and Yoga was located in a strip mall. Theglass enclosed front would allow passers by a good look into the practicearea. Margaret was a small of frame but stern looking older womanwearing a black leotard and white tights. Her grey streaked hair wastied in a tight bun on the back of her head. In her left hand was whatlooked like a thin black walking stick. He was to discover that thestick not only counted out the cadence but was also a painful incentiveto do.