Or trailing, either one works.Wong soon became alarmed and confused, they were heading towards the Imperial Palace! There were no accommodations in th...s quarter. In fact, it was all bureaucratic offices, and the palace, of course. Still, the guide seemed to know where they were going, so there was no point in objecting since Wong didn't know where they were going. They all ended up at the Imperial Stables, where the palaquin was stored out of the way, and the camels were parked next to some. The proprietor's broken English had confused me, but he seemed earnest enough to be genuine. At least, that's what I told myself so I wouldn't feel ripped off.I figured even if it wasn't really a charm that'd give me better luck with women (and what were the chances of that?), it was a very pretty trinket - a worthwhile souvenir of my time in Africa, as well as a reminder to not let myself get hustled like that again. But there were those other things the guy had said...I checked my watch -. She had planned to stay the night but by the end of the day, she wanted to go home and relax. Her cousin was disappointed but understood.When Shelly pulled up to her house, there were two cars in the driveway. She recognized one as belonging to Ralph Jenkins, a biology teacher at school. He had been over on a number of occasions to visit with her mom and dad. However, Shelly wasn't sure she liked Ralph. He seemed so bossy around her parents. He also scared her a little. He was big, black and. "In fact, where I come from dreams like that are called ambitions. And maybe this is one ambition you can actually realize." Do you think so, Nicky?" she asked anxiously."You're that good. And Mario is, and Oliver, Gerry. And even the bits"—the singers doing the smaller roles, I meant—"are as good as you could ask. All that leaves is me, and I'm sure going to try like hell." Wouldn't it be something if we could really pull it off?" she said. "The best Tosca ever?" Well, 'best' is pretty.