” She blushed in embarrassment. “It’s like I said, I needed to get back in shape.”“You did, you did!” he enthusiastically agreed.“So, wh...t about you? Did you actually lose the ten pounds? What are you down to?”It was Jerry’s turn to blush redly. “Uh, well, sort of.” He took a large swallow from his drink. “Uh, you can yell at me if you want, but I didn’t quite lose all the ten pounds, I sort of rounded it up.” Barbara raised an eyebrow at that, and he rushed on, “Well, I lost about another six,. She took in the art on the walls black and whites of cityscapes and silhouettes along with small bursts of color from plant and celestial prints. Her gaze rested on the kitchen table. Her head tilted curiously at the folded piece of paper that sat on the glass surface. She walked over and stood just looking at it a small smile forming on her face as she picked it up. Little One, I know you have been working extremely hard recently with work and school. Tonight is about you Angel. I’m sure by. ‘That’s good to hear, well I’ll catch you in town soon all right man.’ Vincent walked down the path to town waving. ‘You got it Vince!’ Lane spent the remainder of that evening looking through all the old stuff that his grandma had stowed away and reading letters between the two of them. It was really great for Lane. He all ready felt relaxed and less stressed than he had ever felt in a long time. Around 3 am he finally went to sleep in front of the fireplace with Frankie lying on the floor. He was using a slightly different approach and had men going the rounds of the auction houses with a photograph of Rubina and saying that their master wished to buy a woman looking more or less like this. One man said he might be able to help.Under closer questioning, the man, an Arab brothel keeper, said, "I had one such some time ago. It might have been the same woman, but she was useless. We could not train her, so in the end I cut my losses and sold her again."It took all of Ernesto's self.