“You can’t go back to your cabin.”“Ah, rising damp is it?”“Very, more like dripping wet from the ceiling.”“I can dry it off.”“Real...y? Just like you could, you know, transport me, and all that bloody cold water, to your room?”“Something like that. It’s unpredictable, magic. I could dry it but as soon as I dropped off to sleep it might all get wet again, or by gathering up all the moisture and sending it somewhere else, like overboard, I might get away with it. Magic is tricky stuff and you have. Grabbing her crop from the top shelf along with her riding hat, Binky ran back downstairs and left the house striding with confidence across the courtyard to the stables. That afternoon Binky rode her father’s favourite black stallion Jasper for what seemed like hours. The thrill of galloping freely amidst the countryside lifted Binky’s spirits. The warm July breeze whipped against her cheeks, giving her face a healthy glow. When she returned to the stables, she dismounted and, leading Jasper. I’ll be fine!”Lalitha leaned in and started crying on my shoulder. “Thank you so much. I don’t know what else I would have done if…”“There is no ifs for you to worry about. I wouldn’t have said no to you, especially when you need help.” Lalitha pulled her head away from my shoulder as she kept weeping. I wiped a tear that fell from her eyes. And that’s when it happened.Lalitha and I caught each other’s eyes and kept our eyes focused on each other. That’s when I realized just how hard I had. He came out just before seven and what must have been his wife came out a couple of minutes later. They got in their car and headed for town. No sign of kids at all. She locked the door when they left, so I don’t think there’s anyone inside.’ I concluded. ‘Good work, Ron. What were they wearing?’ she asked, almost as an afterthought. ‘Uh, well, he was wearing a suit and tie and a narrow brim fedora… you know … business clothes … and she had a dress on, pretty plain, grey and blue I think.’ I.