However, I had already moved a few steps away from Rebecca so as not to arouse suspicion. Aunt Rebecca stared at her daughter for a few seconds, unabl... to utter anything. Then she pulled herself together. “I dropped a flash drive under the sofa,” said Rebecca. “Can I help you, Mom?” “No dear, thank you,” Rebecca smiled, “You wanted to take a nap. What happened?” “Yeah, I forgot to call Brandon. But I can’t find my cellphone. I'll take a look in the car,” answered Karina and went to the front. A few years back I had read about victorian experiments with brain surgery on criminals. I still recalled some of it. I recalled enough to feel I could carry this out.I reasoned with myself as I sterilised the drill that I was probably crazy, maybe I had been all the long, if not before then certainly I was now I'd helped Luke fake his death and altered his face. But if being crazy meant that I could live beside the man I loved and desired then so be it, at least I'd know that he was unlikely. I guess maybe I’m a bit shocked. I didn’t know you were so depressed about things. I mean, I always thought of you as happy no matter what. You you look great and you seemed happy until now.” I said. Stephan returned with our wine and salads and left again. I continued once he was out of sight. “I know you’re sixty but you look better than any thirty-something I know. I can’t imagine you would have any trouble getting dates or finding someone near your age you can be happy with.”She. O'Toole?" Yes. As Shamus explained last night, she's getting some clothesfor Myra. And I think that she'll have some useful advice for you,too; about what you can expect from the girl once you get her home,for instance."Irene nodded, not sure what to say. Her life had once been sosimple - sad, but simple. Now, suddenly, she seemed to have becomea character out of Grimm's Fairy Tales."Try not to worry," the physician urged. "We don't know a greatdeal about the potion. Not many people have.