I hammered a wood peg between the knob-side of the door and the frame to keep it closed. I was not bothered during the night.In the morning I dressed,...packed my gear and went down stairs. I wasn't about to leave my valuables alone and undefended in a strange city. If I owned something, it was going to stay that way until I had something to say about it. I did strap that big knife to my waist, under my blanket.I had the entire day to explore. I had a few things that I wanted to buy but I had all. Yes she did. And would she do it again? Yes she would.Gradually we're talking about what would happen if I had her all alone and to myself. I asked her what she thought would happen and would she want it to happen...One Saturday came around and she asked if I would be home that afternoon. I told her to feel free to drop in but just to let me know if she definitely was otherwise I'd go and find other ways to make myself useful.She was at my front door by half past three. We were in my bedroom. And Roger suddenly remembered that he had met Butch one time at the brasserie after I had called you that first time. It was he that told him you were living in Sherwin’s Falls. He had totally forgotten about it and had never told me. How about from your end; nothing new?”Two days later, Françoise Dubeau came back to visit the inn. Megan was at the reception desk. Together they came to rejoin Mélanie who was busy taking inventory of the stock in the pub. When she saw them come in, she froze but. She still had a few hours before they came back. Time and the perfect occasion to work on her all over tan.She lay in the garden, completely naked, on her back and covered her face, breasts, belly, and legs in lotion before basking in the rays. She drifted off.Sometime later, she was interrupted by the sound of boots on the gravel path leading to her home. She glanced at her watch next to her - still only 4? They were early. She jumped to her feet. She could see the unmistakable shape of Irwin.