She seemed to float along the sidewalk, almost as if she were visiting this world from another and could disappear back to her world at any moment. On...y the warmth of her body pressed to his side reassured him that she was real and not just a fantasy. The music from a calliope drew them onward. They found that their destination was a delightfully decorated Merry-Go-Round, a sight neither one had expected to see. As they joined the queue, Dan felt her hand sneaking quietly into his own. He. I looked around the small house one last time, and then crept out into the night. Columbia was the closest city with a bus station, almost twelve miles away. I managed to get to a main road and flag down a car for a ride. I was thankful it wasnt anyone who knew my family. He dropped me off, and I went straight to the ticket counter. The next bus out of there was going to Detroit. I had enough money to get there, with a little left over. I didnt have a plan, just a reason to escape. I was on the. The sound of voices and the main door being unlockedwoke me up and I rolled over towards the edge of theloft and looked down on to the lower part of the barn.Standing in the doorway was a wizened man of aroundseventy years old and a younger woman perhaps in herlate forties. I could hear them talking in low voicesand I was about to call out to them, when I heard himsay “Are you sure you still want to do this, I ain’tforcing you lass!” “Course I’m sure you old. I wanted to see her again, I wanted to speak to her and I wanted to find out everything about her. I wanted to see where it could go. This woman was so beautiful and charming and smart, and I was very smitten with her. On the seventh day, after a painful week-long wait, I decided that I would go on the charm offensive. On my way home from work, I purchased a large bunch of flowers from the local florist and made the drive to the outskirts of town, where Florence and her niece lived. I was.