"Climber, Dropped please let us be. I'll be fine visiting with MissAllie," she told her Guardians as she reached for the tea cup."She loves you Miss S...lvia, she's just scared," blurted out the littlegirl.Sylvia's fingers touched those of the girl as she took the cup, and shegasped. She could feel it, this girl had seen Galaxia, been aboard her.She looked at the bone china cup, the cup that had come from Galaxiaherself."So you believe me about Galaxia visiting my dreams?" she asked casually."Has. The magistrate was seated in an arm-chair, writing, with his back towards the door; he did not move as he heard it open, and the door-keeper pronounce the words, "Walk in, madame," and then reclose it; but no sooner had the man's footsteps ceased, than he started up, drew the bolts, closed the curtains, and examined every corner of the room. Then, when he had assured himself that he could neither be seen nor heard, and was consequently relieved of doubts, he said, --"Thanks, madame, --thanks. "I don't know what you're talking about. What in the world makes you think that something is wrong or bothering me? I'm just fine. There is nothing wrong that I know of." Then why has our lovemaking suddenly gone from several times a week to hardly ever? Why do you no longer want to make love on our Saturdays? Why are you always so quiet now? You never want to just sit and talk and you are in bed and asleep long before I get there. Everything is different now and I don't know why!"I hadn't. The only interaction we’ve had is via email, and on that forum he is always bossy, direct and cold. So much for a goodbye for the man I worked for all these years. ———- I turn my wrist to check the time on my black watch. Its 11.58 on a cold Friday night, and I am pushing my weary feet across the pavement down 52nd Street, my white heels clicking and clacking. In one hand is a divine bouquet of white flowers, the scent of clean linen inviting itself into my nose with every step I take. In the.