For real. And like thereal Burt he had no choice in the matter. It was either do a long day ofback-breaking labour or sleep rough and go hungry.With a...deep sigh, Ann started walking up the track, desperately wishingthat "Lady Ann" would hurry up and get back to Yorkshire to save him fromthis awful situation.2Burt enjoyed the wind in her hair as she cantered across the park on alovely filly she'd borrowed from the stables.She still felt forlorn that this wonderful holiday was coming to an endbut. He heard one of them let out a little fart, and the other one slapped her. He felt guilty he had been peeping on them.If they cared or noticed, they didn’t say anything about him creeping around in the hallway.He knocked quietly on his mother’s door. She did not answer. He knocked again, and she did not answer. He opened the door slowly and looked inside. The room was dark, and his mother was asleep under the covers.Every night they had gone to bed fully dressed when they first arrived. Over. I don't think he'll need it today," Rice said as he held the door for Katherine.Katherine got into the car and Ed got behind the wheel. He pulled away from the building and headed for his apartment."What happened back there?" Ed asked, "This morning I was just a nobody, now I'm the Police Commissioner."Katherine slid over to him, "You definitely were not a nobody to me."Ed parked in front of his apartment and he and Katherine climbed the stairs. The door flew open and Betty threw her arms. This was the life she led; adventurous, mysterious, ever in motion yet firmly steadfast. Thus was the life she had chosen. Was choosing. Was living. Slowly she turned and retreated back to the master bedroom, where her ward for the night lay sleeping. Reaching out, she brushed open the door with her fingertips, a slight creak sounding as she made her way into the room. She gazed upon the naked figure reclining on her bed. It was so dark that he could barely be seen - his ebony skin blended into.