Fine. Just allergies," she lied. "But it's such a beautiful garden I couldn't resist. I don't remember it being quite like this the last time I was he...e. I can't decide what's changed though."If only you knew, thought Ken, how very much has changed. He could see the faintly glowing Circle, but knew that Joan could not. His vision blurred for a moment and he saw Joan, dressed in a thin, white robe, passionately kissing Jane. The vision faded. Hmmm."Well, little things have changed, here and. America remains a deeply racist country, even though a Black man is President, and there are African-American Governors in the states of New York and Massachusetts. Hell, the state of Georgia’s Attorney General will probably become its first African-American Governor. People of color have made tremendous strides in the United States of America but white racism isn’t going away. And the fact that people of color will soon outnumber whites in this great and ever-changing country seems to have. " She flushed in pleasure with the compliment, a dusky rose shade that deepened when he continued, "Any chance you might sing for me?" Maybe some other time? It's kind of awkward, singing by myself."Jahn waved a hand dismissively. "No big deal. Maybe I could come with you sometime, and watch your group sing?"A delicate hand twitched across the tablecloth. "I ... don't think so. Respecting the family's privacy is an issue, and spectators are discouraged." After a moment of consideration, she. ’ Inga answered, ‘I have two appointments tomorrow, both in the morning. I will be yours until Sunday if you wish.’ ‘I wish. Helen, I will be entertained until I need to go home on Sunday. I will go by your place in the morning and get my stuff. Say hello to Cindy for me. I love you. Bye.’ ‘We were about to cuddle,’ Inga reminded Jana. ‘Kiss me.’ Before each drifted to sleep both knew they had a major problem. Yet they slept well in each others arms. Helen and Cindy understood they were just.