" You're taking me hiking?" Now I was really confused and, I admitted to myself, disappointed."Sort of. Come on." He grabbed my hand and tugged me int... the trees, a bag on his back. I tried not to feel self-conscious at his touch but I couldn't help it. We followed the trail for about twenty minutes, the temperature cool and calm under the trees, when he tugged me off to the right. He'd grown quiet as we walked, withdrawing into himself, but now he spoke."Do you still want to know what I am?". She killed the ignition and sat back closing her eyes and enjoyed the silence. It took a few seconds to will her body to move before she climbed out of the cab of the old Chevy. With every step she felt as though her legs were turning into stone, every muscle in her body screaming due to fatigue as she climbed the front steps. She opened the door and walked down the long entry into the kitchen, the familiar scent of lavender and peach blossoms welcoming her home. As she set her bag on the. They next moved onto the hair section."I don't think you need to worry about this, because you've got it goingon with your hair as it is," Olivia told him. Michael pondered whetherit would be worth investing in a shorter wig of a different shade.Olivia had auburn hair, not as long as Michael's but she usually had itin a pony tail anyway, so it was hard to tell. She loitered over acouple of the blonder styles. Michael took the hint."Your hair is really nice," he told her. "It might be a bit. Damn shame, that. I lost a good friend and wound up with a headache: A young spitfire name a Laurie Kettinger, Rex's replacement. Pretty young thing with wild curly hair who filled out her uniform right nicely, but she was a damned zealot about the fish and game laws. That little lady filled out more citations her first year than Rex did in 30. Every sorry sonuvabitch comin' outta the canyon had a sob story about Officer Kettinger levyin $50 to $100 fines and not even lettin 'em keep the.