I was wearing my one pair of old police fatigues. I had them only because I wore them the night Ray, Thia, and Jon took me to dinner. I had covered as...a sitter for a couple of weeks while things got straightened out with Ray’s mother. She planned to be their sitter while Cynthia worked at the hospital. At least for the hours Jon would be alone at the house.That was the night that the mental case set fire to my house. First I heard of it the fire chief was on the line. He advise me the house was. As far as I'm concerned as soon as possible, but I've put her in charge of all that side of things for the summer. My idea, not hers.''I thought you might do that.' She disentangled herself, a look of disappointment flickering over her face, but then smiled. 'I'll beg and whine till she gives in, so you'd better plan to be exhausted. Tell me how Magda is.' I didn't have a chance because at that moment there was a clatter on the stairs and Uli erupted into the kitchen and leapt at Trudi, hugging. We only pet each other and sleep in the same bed. The day arrives for Ole and Matti to leave. It’s a farewell at the early afternoon with many kisses, much cuddling and lots of Ella’s tears. “We honestly want to meet you again, hopefully soon”, Ole says. “Maybe it will happen not here but anywhere else. Let’s stay in contact”. “Sure”, is my answer. “You have our contacts, mobile and email. Let us know that you have arrived at home safely”.Later we realize that the house has become much more. But luckily there was a gas station within walking distance, and we were on the road again within an hour.Our mad money dwindling fast, as I had to pay to have both tires installed. But the situation only got worse, as the mechanic at the gas station informed me that I had a leak in the radiator, and that the fan belt was only a few miles away from falling off. But what does one expect when you drive cross state in an ancient beat up Camaro.The only good thing in our favor is that the air.