I nodded then I had a thought. "The color and smell may be normal Sheila though I hardly think that urinating for almost five minutes is. I'm going to...be dehydrated if I don't stop soon." I told Sheila a little testily. I regretted it almost immediately when I saw the hurt look that flashed across her face."I apologize Doctor Gance, it appears you are almost clear. I have already found several locations for us to disappear." She replied."I'm sorry Sheila, I forget sometimes that you don't know. "Oh, it will be!" replied Catherine, before bursting out laughing. And with that, she slipped her hand through my arm and we left the bemused elderly couple and wandered down the corridor to her room. Frustratingly, we then spent a minute or so struggling to open the door with the key card! Talk about a passion killer - bloody red light! Once we were finally inside the moment seemed to have been lost. Catherine strode confidently into the room nevertheless, leaving me standing by the doorway. Immediately she began to recall one of her many fantasies.She was lost. Lost in the woods. The sun was beginning to set, the light quickly fading behind the trees. No one knew where she was; she knew these woods like the back of her hand…so she thought. Just as she had thought there was no need to tell anyone where she was going. As it gets darker, she walks faster, overly paranoid; she begins to hear footsteps behind her. As she runs faster, the footsteps pick up pace as well; until she is. " I closed my eyes and heeled my way out of the loafers. I had to open them to get my feet in the flats. I could feel the tears coming up in my eyes. I was in deep do-do and it was going to hit the fan any second. "I like them. They?re really nice. They make your feet look thinner. Would you like to explain just how you came to buy them?"I told her the story I just told you. Only the Reader?s Digest version. She just stood looking at me with a Mona Lisa smile. I don?t think she believed the.