. With some effort I finally managed to carve out a tiny circle for myself, encompassing the edge of the water, me, and nothing else on earth.I listen...d, for a long time. I heard many things, but... Nothing... If there was a message sent, it had not managed to swim against the Gulf Stream and reach this far south.Unless... I glanced to my left, toward a small dark stripe that jutted out into the water, an inky brushstroke on the dimming horizon line. I’d made that walk so many times, often to. ‘Can I see your I.D.?’ she asked as I stepped through the doors. They had an alert system that ding donged when a person walks in. Just what you want when you visit a naughty novelties store. Her hot pink nails had glitter and rainbows on them. I handed her my I.D. and her eyes squinted and glared back at mine. She was the kind of woman who made mince meat pies out of men’s testicles. I could tell by the glitter she used as eye shadow. Her name tag said Twila. Just the kind of woman you want. .. what had he let himself in for? She sneered at him with increasing satisfaction.'Oh yes, the changes start right now.' She opened the door and closed it behind them, then stood tall and haughty on her heels.'Can you see any other changes?' His bewildered eyes went first to the door which led to the downstairs bedroom, on it was another banner; 'Welcome to your second honeymoon.' He was then drawn to her satisfied face, which she twitched to take his eyes to something on the wall just inside. She accompanied me to Mordecai Rothstein’s jewellery shop in Hatton Gardens; although not a goldsmith Mordecai would know the most skilled of that trade. After introducing Mimi to Mordecai, I asked him to recommend a goldsmith to supply me with a locket and pendant. Before he could reply Mimi, who was gazing at the jewels on display, gave a gasp of delight.“Jacques, instead of a locket could I have that beautiful sapphire on a gold chain?”Mordecai removed the jewel from the display case.“You.