" Smiling she turned and left, I grabbed my handbag and hurried after her. Catching up with her I took her arm said, "What's your hurry, I like you an... can we at least be friends?" Now she slowed down and gripped my hand, letting me still hold her arm. We walked to her apartment building, and once there she invited me inside with her. She had a lovely two bedroom Flat, it was tastefully decorated. I noticed she also had a telephone, sitting on a writing desk in one corner, something not too. Deciding to go for a short hike, I grabbed an apple and my camera and headed out the door. I ventured out to the woods that surrounded the small cabin and followed the small winding path that cut through the tall, fragrant pines. I took shots of the beautiful wildflowers, a rabbit nibbling some greenery, some interesting rock formations and an old twisted tree that looked like an old man’s face. The birds singing in the trees, seemed to announce my entrance onto the small dock at the. ..it must beelsewhere..." the doctor mused. "Shall we examine your library? Perhapsthere we shall find some inspiration."The three conspirators retired to the library and began examining itclosely. There were two closets but they were filled with shelves, whichwould not allow sufficient space for the secreting of Dorothea. One wasdeep enough, with shelves meant for storage of maps, atlases, and artfolios, but the other was shallow, a place for storing wax tapers, penknives, scrolls of vellum,. “Uh, sure if that’s what you want,” Katrina says. “Okay, let me go and get it,” she says as I hear her footsteps moving away. God, the anticipation is killing me. Just hurry up and enter already. It’s not long before I hear her coming back. “Okay, ready?” Katrina asks. “Yep,” she says. They walk in, Katrina first, and then a really young, probably not that much older than me, blond girl with a petite frame and a very beautiful smile walks in behind her. Her eyes go wide as they fall upon me..