Where do you want to go? I mean you tell me a time and place and I think I can send you there." Carl stated confidently.I started to think. There were...so many possibilities. Did I want to go back to the dawn of creation and talk to God? Did I want to look over De Vinci's shoulder as he painted the Mona Lisa? Did I want to be there with Thomas Jefferson as he wrote the Declaration Of Independence? Did I want to converse with Lincoln as he pondered the Civil War?I thought for a moment, and then I. She had my number . I advised her on her studies and she always inquired about me as whether i have eaten, what I have eaten, where have I been. And (I understand now that those were the best time of my life) I liked it. a selfless relation. Though I did not tell her but i always expected her messages.In January she was leaving for her hometown for some family function. just to check whether she has something for me I asked her to delete our conversation before u reach home. she told me not to. The ping to my implant let me know she just received it. The woman had signed it thinking it was sales paperwork without reading the text. Better yet, I had the right to terminate any leases, without any notice, effective immediately. I didn’t even have to give them any time to move. If I wanted it, someone would escort them from the neighborhood like people who got evicted. On the other hand, she and her husband had to give a minimum of six months’ notice, pay a fifty-thousand dollar. The sound of his voice once set my legs to quivering and my heart to pounding. If only I could hear that voice again.I sit on my bed and wait. Will the whippoorwill sing again? Will he call me to Bryden's side? The bird conjures memories, a sound we often heard as we lay hidden in our stolen bliss. In those purloined hours, the darkest of night just before the waking of dawn, we clung to each other, making promises that lovers make, clinging to one another as if we would never let go.How long.