To my surprise, however, the feeling passed pretty quickly. I realized that she just didn't have the time ... it wasn't me. That was a big step for me...At lunch, I ate alone. Yes, I was with other people at the table, but I was alone.As lunch wrapped up, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Turning, I looked into the liquid sensuality of my emcee's eyes and the rest of the room disappeared from my awareness.She said, "I'm sorry I couldn't have lunch with you. Would you like to join me for a walk around. . “ I almost said dynamic but that felt wrong so I concluded with “family.” She nodded as if she approved of it.“But they like men?”“Melissa yeah, Lavi not much.”“But you all look at women? New friends are tempting a lot?” She looked at me and I had the sense this question was a test.“Yes, very tempting, but sometimes stupid.” I think I was turning red.“You are bashful. Surprising in a man like you.” She studied me over her tea.She was so relaxed I couldn’t help but feel I should put my cards. However, the thought still bothered me. Maybe I will get used to it in the future. After all, every day I walk though places in my apartment where I had stood on prior days and never think anything about it. Somehow, this seemed different; I will probably continue walking around myself until I get used to using the Time Scope.Come to think of it, why did I wait to let our future selves get out of the way before I moved forward? They aren’t here with me, so I wouldn’t have bumped into or. The DutchSS and their dogs handled the boarding. We were packed 40people to a car. There was straw on the bottom of theboxcars. The straw was a waste. There was little room forus to move around in. Most of us had the yellow star thattold the authorities we were Jewish. A few had pinktriangles. A few from the special camp were also on thetrain. These people were considered hardened criminals bythe authorities. Some of their crimes were being part ofthe resistance.Forty to a car was tight enough.