‘I never told her.’ The thought hit her like a hammer in her guts. Her world shattered. Silence settled like a blanket, and everything froze. A si...gle ray of sun broke through the endless, rolling mass of clouds covering the sky, and where it touched the ground, the air wobbled and flickered. Then she saw her, tall and with hair in pure white that reached down to her bare knees, hair that fluttered in the wind without regard for rain and ice. Bluish strands danced in between the white, blue. The clock radio said it 2:17 a.m."John?" she whispered."Shhhh! I'm resting from my pirate adventures. It hard work taming a wench, you know." John, he said to bring you back. We have seats on the noon plane tomorrow ... later today."My eyes stayed closed, but I was wide awake at that."He did – does? What exactly did he say?" He knows about you. He said he wants to meet you. He said to bring you back. Right back." She was quiet. Then: "Fritz is a nice old man. Grandfatherly. He's been an old man. “But I think we shouldn’t do that where people can see us. We should try not to be noticed. But as soon as we get someplace without any people...” He winked at his lover.They knew that the rich people lived either in the mountains or on the beach. After a bit of discussion, they decided to head into the foothills. That’s where the forest was anyway. If they found nothing to their liking there, they would use the advantage of height to scan the coast for big houses and big plots of land.It can. I hope readers will comment, critique, and enjoy! Part One: Background, Setting, and Character. It was one of those warm and clear days around the end of June, around the Solstice-day and decidedly comfortable for Northern New Jersey at this time of the year. I reasoned that to be a good omen, having been languishing in a personal slump after allowing mutual lust to cause the lose of the relationship with one of my best and closed friends. Finally I got the energy to take up my friend Andrew's.