Barbara was seated next to Sandra feeling a little like a kid waiting to see the principal. She looked over at Sandra and asked, "Why do I feel like I...m in trouble?" I don't know. I feel the same way. There's this sense of doom emanating from the door," Sandra answered. She looked over at the closed door wondering why she felt so nervous. The pair of them had found a note when they woke that morning to wait in the conference room. They had already been there for more than an hour."It has been. ‘I’m sorry. Please don’t be so angry with me. I didn’t mean to hurt you.’ Majgen fought to hold back tears. ‘I never wanted to hurt you, Aejoa. Never.’ ‘No? What am I to you, Maijien? A necessary evil? Someone you have to adhere to in order to be protected?’ Aejoa spoke the words as a provocation. He knew she loved him. ‘You are my friend,’ said Majgen, ‘not a necessary evil.’ ‘Then show me some respect and tell me what else you have kept from me.’ ‘It hurts when…’ Majgen began, but stopped. When the weekend came around she was ready to go stir-crazy."Dan, if you love me then take me out," she said. "I don't care where we go, dinner, dancing or to the movies, let's just get out of here."Despite my wariness, I'd never been able to say "no," to Alex, so why start now. Beside all the things she wanted to do were quite public and I didn't see the harm. Besides we'd take Darla with us. A second set of eyes couldn't hurt.We finally decided to go to the cafe because it was one of our. Cabs in our town were notorious for not taking checks, but I did have a credit card and six blocks down the street was the Shangri-La Motel. We walked (actually, we staggered) the six blocks and got a room for the night. It was the last vacancy they had and we were lucky to get it, but then again maybe were weren't all that lucky. The Shangri-La was an old motel, built on the cheap before building codes came around, and the walls might as well have been tissue paper.The room to the south of us.