"Dear Daddy is stuck in the Ukraine," I informed my sister. "The people he was with ran into some intelligence officers and were arrested. He's hiding...out and looking for a way to return home. Besides I'm not sure he knows how to write." Then who is it?" Matilda asked. "It can't be our grandparents. They refuse to talk to anyone in the family." Mom," I said simply."I thought your mother had been picked up," Sergeant O'Malley said."She did," I replied as a black SUV pulled into the parking lot. The floor was covered in an elegant soft black and silver carpet that felt luxurious under my bare feet. Against the far wall a long table was set up with all the ingredients of a buffet, there was enough food, coffee, tea and soft drinks to supply the substantial group of people that were anticipated at the event. Waiters and waitresses were adding the finishing touches to the table. In the rest of the room; large bean bags, beds and soft benches were set out ready for the party.Ginger had. “Um…sorry, but I don’t understand,” I whispered in confusion. “I said,” she enunciated, “Bend. Over.” I bent slowly at the waist, the tray held in front of me, my eyes seeking out Maitena to see what she thought of this woman’s odd demand. I felt a stab of jealousy shoot through me when I saw Alex’s hand moving lazily between her thighs as she listened quietly to what he was telling her. She watched me and I could read her thoughts as clearly as if she had spoken. Obey. My attention was. I will cancel the wards on it, and it can be used as a cold storage room again," I told him, and canceled the wards around the cell."Come upstairs with me," I next requested. "I have things to tell you and something to give you." The yett to the stairwell was closed and locked. The lock opened as did the yett as we approached, and then closed behind us after we passed it."How do you do that?" he asked in wonder."My Great Grandmothers taught us children how to do that. It really doesn't take.