As she daydreamed about being up to her neck in bathwater scented with this weeks special: Plumeria, she caught sight of her reflection in the glass, ...nd wave of d?j? vu swept over her. She was in a town that she still didn't know the name of and in a mall she couldn't have seen or even been in and yet she was absolutely sure she'd lived this exact moment in time before. Her mind searched her memories and every possible solution reality had to offer but it wasn't until she ventured outside. .. rich or something?" she asked hesitantly."Now why would you ask a question like that," I chuckled."Well ... all the work you're doing on the house, plus you said that the newspaper job wasn't a great source of income, plus you're picking up the tab tonight. I hope you can afford this. Hell, I hope you can afford my services," she said with a hint of concern."Relax. I'm not super-rich, but I have the necessary funds to complete the house and continue to work at the Clarion. I can assure you,. You realise that you're going to have to be punished."What had she done, the young eighteen-year-old wondered and more than that, why was she even considering going along with this. She hadn't done anything wrong.She knew why she was doing it, the young girl told herself. It was because she needed money to go to school. She'd been lucky, she'd thought, to get this job, and besides, Mr. Chopra was a good employer, and he really didn't demand all that much from her.The man was standing and then. "I've heard some things about you. I'm Henry Beaumont and I own the bank." Tom nodded his head once and then looked at the next man.He saw that it was Jacob Fenning, "We've met, too." He saw the surprised looks on the next man's face and grinned. "I'm Samuel Johnson, but everybody calls me Sammy, I own the Four Feathers plantation, just a few miles south of town. I'm surprised that you haven't visited since you have been here. I invite everybody to visit with me; it's one of my true pleasures.".