" Luke said. "Maybe I'll see about getting us some food, I'm starving" "That sounds great just get me some coffee please. And there is some money in t...e front pocket of the suit case." I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it forward giving him a kiss on the forehead. I looked at Annie to see if she had anything to say but as per usual she kept silent with her eyes diverted to the ground. Eventually she grabbed the book I had packed for her and sat down on the couch drawing her knees to her. ”“I will and it will be happy thoughts.”She kissed me lightly and then stood. She reached down and pulled me up. I stood next to her and embraced her pulling her close. “Good night, Rachel.”“Good night, Gerald.”I left after a few more kisses. In the morning, my mother asked, “Is having Rachel stay overnight in our guest room okay with you, Gerald?”“Yes, Ma’am.” I then did a double take. “Have the sheets been changed?” I looked horrified.My mother grinned. “Yes, son. I always change sheets and. “You? Did I stab you badly?” “No, just a cut.” I tried to change the subject. “I think we are in the basement. It’s time to call for help.” “Yes, good idea.” No one answered our cries, unbelievable as it is. “We have to wait,” I said. My eyes still could not adjust to the darkness. I was seeing only the blurry contours of her shirt. I sat up and tried to stand on my feet. And hit my head hard in the broken boarding, which forced me to sit down again. “What are you doing?” “Do not try to. When this young woman came in that I guessed to be a university student, yet she dressed with class. A tight white sweater, short skirt that showed off her long tanned shapely legs (my weakness.) I looked her over as she stood in line and she looked me over where I sat with a mischievous smile on her full lips. Then I looked at the way she moved her hips as she sauntered to a table close at hand. Her? Our? Story in poetical prose of rhythmic stanzas that will curl a girl's toes. No rings she.