.. until a few weeks later when he found one of her shoes under his bed. He'd struggled with the urge to find her again for several weeks. That was wh... he'd gone back to the cantina that one night, hoping to see her and return her shoe, and maybe...Now, all of a sudden, she was invading his dreams ... dreams that had started out plaguing him with the knowledge that he felt he'd given his heart to a woman who could never love him. So ... why was his mind now bringing up the images of a woman. Only now it was a different dark room. At first I thought he had moved Amy's bed but then I realized it was us he had moved. We were in the room with Rebecca now. I wondered what was happening with Amy and instantly I found myself back in the other room where Walter was now holding her apparently unconscious dream-body in his lap watching her slowly grow and change. Now that I had my own body as an anchor point again I was apparently free to move around again. Not far away the Sandman was. People sat about on the pavement, busied themselves with either drunken retching or trying to fight or mate with others. This was time for me to do my bit. Mum hated getting out of the car and dealing with finding Fi amongst the drunken carnage. I, on the other hand, relished it. I loved the excitement in the air, the unpredictability and the drunken beautiful women streaming out of this place that was still to be out of bounds to me for at least another couple of years.Fi was easy to spot,. Had I known how toxic you were, I would have given Mister Anderson my resignation. You’re still free to complain to him. Maybe I’ll get lucky and he will fire me for you.”Mister Anderson rounded the corner at that moment. With his eyes twinkling, he said, “Not a chance. Jar, I know how Prince Roger is and hope you’ll set him straight.” He grinned.I said, “Crap, Boss. That’s not what I at least half hoped to hear.”Mister Anderson said, “I realize that. Mason said that you have gone beyond the.