’ ‘So you feel it’s my fault what you did?’ replied Roger. ‘No, not really, but it added to my depressed state. I wanted to feel young again... I wanted to feel love and excitement like we did when we first met.’ ‘So you felt that cheating and having affairs with strange men was the answer to your problems?’ ‘No, no Roger, I didn’t know what I wanted. I kept watching you get excited reading the stories and thought you might want to try living out a fantasy or two. That it might put something new. Ava ran us as fast as she could down the corridor, our wooden feet slapping into the stone.Shouts rose around us as more priests and priestesses scrambled out of our way. I blew open another door, splinters dancing around us as we leap through the ruin. Ava controlled our body with ease. She moved it with grace, changing directions to race through the main sanctum, past the great works of arts as we howled for the exit. For the daylight.“Faster! Faster!” Ava shouted. “We need to go. Next is the airport.This is going to be a shitty day. Driving around the airport for twenty minutes is fun; I finally locate a parking space. It did not bode well and wouldn't you know it, my parking space is at the wrong end of the airport. What else will go wrong? Finally, I arrive at the correct gate then check with the clerk; the flight is on time and should be landing in ten minutes.Sitting on one of those uncomfortable benches I wait. The time is put to good use, running the trip through. With almost no sound, the paddler stepped ashore and pulled the craft away from the river's edge. Then she stood, turned to face him, and began to move in his direction. The stranger was a young woman, probably no more than twenty two or three, only a few years younger than he was himself. She was tall - he guessed at five seven, three inches shorter than his own five ten. Her hair, which was tied back with a ribbon, looked to be either a light brown or a dark blonde in the flickering light and.