She left me for a moment. Returned with coloured glass jars. She set them down on the floor, then spread the newspaper around and under my feet. She l...ft again. I looked at the glass jars. They looked ornate rather than cosmetic. Again the fear of her foreign ways rooted itself in me, shared a deep stab to my guts with my now groaning hunger.She returned in gloves, holding a small brush. She wasn't speaking, and I was still unable to. So silence reigned as she worked. The large jar, a red one,. It always seemed like once the sun decided to go down it went down with a purpose. They sky a moment ago had been streaked with reds and oranges. Now, already, blues and blacks were moving in. Looking up I could even see a star or two twinkle. I looked around and was surprised to notice that the yard was dark. I blinked a few times as if to clear my eyes, but no, the night shadows had moved in and taken over. I smiled and shook my head. Amazing really. Time doesn't seem to move that fast in the. "I will help you clean up tomorrow, they will never know we were in there!" I told him. I could see the doubt in his eyes but my tall friend put his arm around me and said, "Well, I'd better go look for some towels then". The girls overheard us and got up laughing and giggling. The hot tub was placed behind the house, between a thick tree/bush line and a wooden fence. The only way we would be visible, was if someone flew over with a helicopter! "It will take ten minutes for it to get on full. The quickest way for Lydia to get home was to cut through Perry Park, which had a path that was well lit. She entered the park and followed the trail, keeping her eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. She spotted a couple making out on a bench in the darkness, which was not unusual. She continued to walk, when she noticed a man standing on the small bridge that crosses over a creek in the middle of the park. The bridge was part of the path and Lydia hesitated to continue. She could go.