She gave Mr. Morgan a quick a gaze as to announce how much she wanted him...Mr. Morgan was a sex mind reader. He knew what a woman wanted by her eyes ...nd her body movements.Margo was a beautiful thirty year old woman; a single mother of a six year old daughter.Margo became a private nurse because it paid well and she could spend more time with her lovely daughter.She was a dedicated nurse and a loving one.Mr. Morgan decided he did not want to get dressed as usual and asked Margo if she would. Tom and I lowered our loads and got some blankets for the cubs and the children to sit on.Fonza was looking at her hands now in amazement after trying to find out what the rest of the family were looking at. Her hands shot to her face but only found smooth skin. She had seen how the fasteners worked on the children's clothing and undid her own to investigate.When all of her body was searched and no scar tissue found she turned and ran to me. She fell over her unaccustomed clothing and into my. Why, she must have done it in the nude!This would be a perfect vacation for me. I was a nosy son of a gun, and had already figured out one mystery: the Kennedy assassination. Here was another mystery that was crying out for me to come and solve.I easily got some money from the period, and clothing. I took three fairly decent gems to the New York of 1891, and sold them. A ruby and two emeralds later, and I wound up with a couple thousand dollars. This would give me more than enough to live. Demmit."'Aunt Amelia' glared at Ruth, who cowered slightly."Olivia, bring my niece some of that fresh lemonade you just prepared,"She looked back at me. "Sweetheart, after that dizzy spell you needsomething sweet!"I looked back at Andie. She nodded."Thank you, ma'am," I said looking back to our 'Aunt'."Allison, how old are you now, sweetheart?"I paused to think about my answer. My calculation surprised me- I wasforty!"She's twenty, Aunt Amelia, and I'm almost nineteen!" Emily...Andieanswered.