"Yes Mrs Cashmore I tried them on," I spoke up so she could hear me."When you were in my house, did you go down into my cellar?" Shechanged tack comp...etely and I was thrown."No Ma'am I didn't go down to your cellar; why would I?" I still didn'tknow why she was asking me.The cellar in my mother's house was dark, cold and uninviting. Yearsago it had been used to hold coal for the fire and stove, the coal wasdumped down a sluice and stored in a large wooden coffer. Remnants ofthe dust sometimes. My new neighbour was a lady in her late sixties and after just a couple days we were on first name terms. Her name was Hazel, she was only slightly older than me at sixty seven and had moved up from Telford to look after her mother, who lived on the top floor of the block. She was slightly disabled, using a mobility scooter to get around and this was the catalyst that brought us closer together, much closer!!! Over the next couple of weeks she would often ask me to do little odd jobs around. ”“Give it back! That is for King Phillip’s eyes only!” Montoya’s officers rose to back him, but were quickly silenced by the sound of Drake’s guards drawing their swords.“Not anymore,” Drake replied calmly with a grin. Placing the paper on the table and taking a seat next to Montoya, Drake began to inspect it, showing it to be a map of a portion of Brazil. “I do not pretend to be an expert in translating your Spanish language, but I have picked up just enough over the years. Of course, some. "Now, you will be instructed by Mr. Neel, on how to read, write, and sing music. We already know that you have a beautiful voice, but it needs training. You, Ms. Carroll, will be in class with him three nights a week..." Nights?"She gave me a stern look, and sighed, shaking her head."Ms. Carroll, you do understand that this is still a school, right?"I nodded and looked down."Good. You will still receive an education, taking regular classes in English, History, Science, and so forth, as well as.