It was almost like they were real people turned to marble to preserve a moment in time. I wondered briefly about the identity of the artist that made ...hem.--Yet that question was overshadowed by the ultimate one of “What was the meaning of these statues?” I knew there was a rivalry between the goddesses. But this suggested something darker and more ominous was going on with them or at least with Artimos herself. In hindsight I should of seen the possible connection between the escape passages. People were ignoring him, completely oblivious to his presence. A familiar feeling entered the pit of Ben’s stomach, as if ice had suddenly materialized in his abdomen. He realized that he was frantically chewing on the inside of his cheek, a nervous habit he had developed back in middle school. Ben was about slam the laptop shut when another picture entered his mind. He was lying on a sun chair outside. The atmosphere was pleasantly warm and comfortable, and the sun was hanging low in the sky,. ?Stamping her foot squarely back down on the ground she looked at John and as sternly as she could said,'If you think I'm going to get into that dirty trunk with no clothes on right here in broad daylight you've got another think coming!?The cab driver was looking at John with an exparasted look on his face as if it was John's fault that he did not know how to control his women.?Tracey please, come on just do as he says, let's get to the hotel and we can get this trip started properly, ?It's. She sniffed and wiped the tear away, deciding that she was just feeling sorry for herself. Maybe Billy has forgotten me, she thought, has found another love, one of those camp-followers. She sighed, seeking a word for her condition and, after a few minutes, found "bereft." She savored it, trying it aloud, and enjoying the romantic sound of it.Poor father, Anne thought, poor father. He looks so old and tired, and now he has done what he swore he would never do. After Sunday supper he had told.