Do you remember me?"McHugh looked at Rose, then said, "Yeah, Fancy Pink, right? How's that working out for you?" I love it. I was even thinking of may...e doing my guest room in that color." She actually didn't care where she painted, she just wanted to paint."I'm glad to hear that. Well, how big is your guest room?"Rose told him and McHugh disappeared into the back room. He came out with two of cans of paint. "You're in luck. I'd just mixed up enough yesterday." Without even a thank you, Rose. She picked up a crystal off the shelf and stared into its dancing depths."The crystals are many things to many people," she said. "To some they have healing properties. Others think they are just pretty. There is no harm in thinking that. Sometimes the healing comes from owning something beautiful."To Little it seemed like the lights in her hazel eyes danced like the lights in the crystal."And then to some they're just rocks," she said, plonking the crystal back down on the shelf. "I don't. I walked through. It opened into a vast underground chamber, with stonework walls, arches, and vaulted roofs. Candles were burning on huge iron candlesticks, and on ledges protruding from the walls. Oil lamps were burning on tables, which, apart from a few pillows on the uneven stone floor, were the only furniture. The woman, standing next to one of those tables, was older than I was, simply dressed, not looking much different from those in the other opened stalls that I had seen, only her eyes. But even if I could, I wouldn't be able to hear the instructor well enough to get by. Maybe I'll be able to get a hearing aid sooner or later. But right now, I guess I just need to concentrate on getting another job. One where I don't have to talk on the phone."Laura and Arlene now flanked Alesha on the couch, with Ann sitting on the coffee table in front of her.Laura smiled at Turcott. "Do you feel like getting a shower and shampooing your hair, if we helped you? We can fix your hair and maybe.