‘It’s a record. Lois gave it to me. She said that mother said she wanted me to have it—that it was the one thing my mother tried to save from th... fire.’ ‘Here, let me see it.’ Ally could see Angela blanch after she had closely examined the record. ‘What is it, Angela? Do you know the significance of mother wanting me to have it?’ Angela seemed unable to decide how to respond because her face took on a set aspect—a little smile that Ally didn’t really believe and was surprised to see. Angela. She was shocked and asked how come I see them often and I replied there are so many ads every day showing in TV about everything and even on internet how come anything would make you so serious. She smiled and said I thought you would have misused it. I was embarrassed and asked what she thought about me doing with her inner wear and she did not answer it and all of a sudden she said she would leave and walked away. I was just thinking about the talks and went out to find the same thing. In between the trees, tall grass took all of the space. It was a perfect place for an ambush and Vincent was reluctant to make his way into such a terrain. The grass was as high as his head now in places and it did remind him of cornfields in his world. But here the grass grew much thicker than corn would. The river cut straight into the tall grassland and he could see that both banks of the river were covered with it also, thus making it impossible now to follow the river along its bank.He now. "The Kerbys? Didn't the secretary before me say you were the executor of their trusts?" And of their estate, now. They didn't leave a proper will. They never *did* have enough common sense," the man said, looking not at his secretary, but off at empty air as he got to his feet."It must still upset you to think of your friends...passing on." The Kerbys were "friends" of just about everyone. And as for them 'passing on', I wish..."There was a pause as Mr. Topper failed to finish what he was.