" She put her handto her mouth. "Oh, my Lord. It... it is a girl." How can that be?" Myrtle asked incredulously.Tansie shrugged. "It... is." Is som...thing the matter with my son?" The queen called over from herbed.Alyson wrapped the baby in a blanket and walked back to the bed."She... she's fine, Your Majesty, a healthy baby girl." But you said it was a boy." The queen was confused. And angry.Myrtle offered an answer. "Sometimes, Your Majesty, we see what wewant to see, not what is truly. ”“I HATE HER!”“Rylee, what happened?”“Drive, please daddy. Anywhere.”She was dressed in jeans shorts that were torn and full of holes and an old tee shirt that raggedly ended a few inches above her shorts. Her clothes reflected her mood. As they drove away with no particular direction in mind, he tried to get her to talk.“Let me guess, your mom said something bad about me, maybe about us?”“She doesn’t trust me. She wanted my phone and to show her OUR app.”He wasn’t surprised. Her mom had. I found you sprawled out on your back. I could see where your body had landed on the ground and slid on the snow.”“I opened one eye and I could see that death-like stare. I’ve haven’t seen a dead person’s eyes before and certainly didn’t like the sight. I gave you a gentle nudge to see it that motion would wake you up.”“I listened to your heart and breathing but found nothing. I had no idea how long you had been without oxygen but I had to do something. Then I recognized you as the woman I. Your eyes watch me as I move towards the tall glass door leading to the balcony, opening it to allow a light cool breeze into the room making the heat from the hot tub that little bit more welcoming. The gentle cool air washes over you and you react in a couple of positive ways, your eyes close as your head tilts back basking in the contrasting senses of the hot and cold against your skin. As I take in the rest of the surroundings in the room I realise my second request to the concierge has.