We can go casual, but it might be more fun to fancy it up. What do you say?'"Cocktail dress would be perfect. Oh, I'm going to dress black, so if you ...ant to brighten us up, that would be great." Yellow? Yow, you'll hurt somebody in that color. Fantastic. See you at six."I parked in her driveway, and hurried to ring her bell. She opened the door before I could find her button."I'm ready," she sang."Oh, my god, you are, aren't you." Her hair was up, exposing a long slim neck, her lightly tanned. I hate tardiness." With that, he hung up, leaving me to wrangle with my good senses, already knowing the outcome. After all, I’d been thinking about that damn cage all week. I’d even had dreams about it. Fortunately, Megan was out for the afternoon. After all, I didn’t want to explain compelled to her where I was going, or why I’d chosen to dress up a bit. And dress up I did, recalling our conversations, how he’s complimented my lack of make-up, his comments on purity and innocence, his mention. “You think he’d have gone to prison for her? Given up all of his riches for her? Given up you for her? Tell me, Stacey, would he?”“David, what you did was so far beyond the pale. Worth way more than money or me or anything. Since I found out about your sacrifice there has not been a day gone by that I haven’t tried to think of a way to repay you. And, I have failed in that search miserably. I’ve failed, David, because there is no way.”“But, all of that said, do you really expect me to believe. The next morning, I woke up and saw that it was ten minutes until 8. Iwoke Sarah up and told her to take a shower and get ready to go. I didthe same and we grabbed a cereal bar each and headed downtown.I pulled into the parking lot and found a good space. I turned off thecar and we sat there for a moment. "Do you really want me to be yourguardian, Sarah?"There was a eerie silence and then she softly whispered, "yes." I lookedover at her and her face was solemn. I stroked her cheek and she.