”“Okay hun, it was just an idea.”Wren was looking out of the van’s windows and I was looking at Aryn. Our eyes met and he winked.Five minutes ...ater we were still in what looked like the middle of the city but we were pulling off the road into a little courtyard surrounded by old buildings.“You can relax now Emily, no one ever comes in here unless I invite them.”“I’m relaxed, what is this place, it looks ancient.” Wren asked, “It is ancient, hundreds of years ago it was the commercial centre of. The soft bolero-style jacket was white withlarge embroidered figures.The next one was made of lilac-colored satin. It had a white collar witha bow on it and a flounce. Around the skirt there were two rows of whitelace. And there was also a smaller version of this one. Oh ho, I'd betternot tell Mark about that. Or should I?The last was a very simple dress, and still it was unmistakably forlittle girls by reason of the high placement of the waist. The soledecorations were white lace at the neck. ..I was lying on the floor in Allie's room in the nurses' hostel, havingjust drunk another load of her urine. She was delighted that she wasgetting a routine going with me."Let's get unpacked, Tina!" she said briskly. "We'll need to move some ofyour stuff, won't we?" She has this habit of finishing her sentences witha question when she actually isn't interested in my answer. "Bring theboxes thru to your room."She picked up the key to the connecting door to my room from the kitchenwhere it was. I've proven myself to be pretty good at escaping from just about every situation.It was a skill I was going to need.I was out for a walk. Okay, I was out looking go score. My usual dealer, Scotty, had gotten busted, so I'd gone down near the park where I just so happened to know that one of his 'business associates' hung out. He was a skuzzy-looking dude, but as long as he sold me my shit, I did not care.I saw him standing near his usual spot talkiny to two mem in suits. My first thought was.