She explained that she had recently lost her job and was looking to go into real estate and since my wife had told her I had been an agent a few years...earlier she figured I could assist her with what she needed to learn to make money in real estate. I said no problem since I knew what it was like to be laid off and looking to change careers as I had done the same several years earlier. I agreed to stop by the next day I had off. It was a warm spring morning I called Dale and asked if she would. He didn’t. But it was clear that something was still left unsaid between us. Numerous times, Dom opened his mouth as if to speak, but shut it again. He was holding my hand as we sat facing each other on the couch. Except for the occasional glance up, he couldn’t bring his eyes to meet mine, leaving them instead to watch his hand cover mine and hold it tightly. We sat in silence for a while, before he squeezed my hand and thanked me for sharing, saying how incredible it made him feel that I. “Has he left?”That’s all the message was and I realized it was about me leaving to the office…I had lost my sleep by now and came to the conclusion that something is fishy going on between these two ladies…in one way I was angry like hell, the other way, I was relieved that it was a woman and not any other guy…I don’t know when I put back her cell phone below her pillow and surrendered to sleep…It was 8:30 in the morning that I got up and she was already in the kitchen…Only 1 hour was left for. He was feeling fine; his broken ribs seemed to have mended miraculously.He saw the place they were in: It was a small nondescript room with walls colored in greenish hues all around. It was hexagonal in shape and the relatively high ceiling was etched in shadow. There was no obvious source of lighting, nothing in the way of a lamp or a torch. It was as if faint light somehow seeped through the walls and the floor, as if starlight somehow crept inside this strange chamber. Amonas was lying right.