She felt a chill go down her spine. “I-,” her own voice said. “I still like him, Sir.” There were violins playing long and low notes to join ...he other music in the background. “But you do not love him?”, Master’s voice questioned. Miriam shivered on the kneeling bench. “No,” her voice came back, seeming to echo. “No?,” Master questioned, His voice had that same echoing quality as it come from the speakers. “No, Sir,” Miriam replied from the kneeling bench at the same instant that her voice. So suddenly that I actually jumped, the door swung open and, she was there, standing in the doorway, wearing a baggy t-shirt and some loose sweats. The astonished look on her face seemed to last for a lifetime. Then a smile that could make the rain stop lit up her face. At that moment my unease vanished. All I could see was her smiling eyes locked on mine. Without uttering a word I stepped forward and kissed her, cupping the side of her head with my palm. After a split second of shock, she. Shannon was right there beside him, helping him in every way she could, answering the phone, ordering parts, mailing out invoices, taking the checks to the bank, and a dozen other things that would otherwise keep him from working on the cars and trucks. I said trucks because we earned a contract to service and repair all the district telephone service trucks. The opportunity had come up suddenly. The company decided to have the work done outside its own shop when they looked at their costs. We. What’s the problem?”The man turns to look at Smoky then holds out his hand while saying, “Mitch Hughes, Mister Grey. I own these two buildings and I’m trying to see if I can use them for more than simple storage.”Smoky shakes his hand while saying, “Call me Smoky, Mitch. Is there an issue with what you can use them for?”“Not really. But I’m out of ideas on what to do with them. Both are two story buildings without any toilets, which I can put in. But a good portion of the upper level is.