What if this leads me nowhere? What if there my mystery girl is not there waiting for me? I will have to see it through or everyone really will think ... am crazy. I will close my eyes for a while and try to sleep. ********** I cannot wait for the masquerade dance on Friday! I have my costume all picked out, I am going as Morgaine from the legends of King Arthur, I know I do not fit the description at all, I am not small and dark no, I am big with puffy red curls, but there is something about her. I cringed. “Geoffery?”“Mister… Geoff,” she corrected. A smile pulled at her cheeks as she realized she didn’t know my last name.“Hart,” I offered.“I’m the one giving grades, mister Hart. You’ll be doing as I say if you want to improve yours.”“Understood, professor. I won’t be so silly next time,” I laughed. Then I remembered why I came up here in the first place. “Oh, do you have a textbook I can borrow? Actually, never mind. I can find one at the library till I get mine,” I said, dropping the. "I can wear her bathrobe," he says. "No! You will not wear women's clothing when we leave this house. Fetch me some scissors." "Yes, Ma'am." It disturbs me that I have so quickly slipped into my Sister Cate persona and that he so readily and deferentially complies. He returns from the basement, from his territory, with pinking shears. I take the quilt from her bed and cut an opening in the center for his head. I throw it over him and he now has a poncho. With a few more cuts, it is a sleeveless. " Adrian's, voice was barely above a whisper and since they started talking he hadn't dared look at Annette.She put an arm around his shoulders. "If I didn't love George I'd be tempted to steal you. I can't imagine why Mary wants anything else."Adrian relaxed, dropped into an armchair and almost passed out."Seriously Adrian, that was great, George doesn't do that. I've made him timid." Oh Christ," George it's not a time for being upset. This is for learning. You've just heard something that.