The old ones explained what had happened to all my energy and how to prevent it from happening again," I told them. "How did your visit go with Narven...a and Spiro?"Well, that question opened the floodgates as they all began to answer, with first one then another providing detail upon detail. I can remember my wife, in my last life, had once spent forty-five minutes over supper, describing play-by-play, a twenty-two minute television show. That's what this reminded me of. And as they spread out. Love powered magic! I'm absolutely sure that neither of those papers has been tampered with. You opened Elizabeth's envelope. And yet the clue was clear enough in context. Elizabeth turned from a depressed old woman into - well, she was more like a teenager falling in love for the very first time. She rushed into my office demanding to change her will, sort out insurance for the crash, find out about Robert's wife. Oh, she knew all right. She'd been waiting for two years for 'Eric Blackfoot'. " So, should I be jealous of these guys?" What do you think?" I think I'd be devastated if you ever did anything. And I don't believe you ever would." What, you don't think I'm pretty enough?" Jill, you're beautiful. I love you more than life itself. And I'm pretty sure you love me, too. I know I can't even imagine being with someone other than you. And I hope you feel the same about me."She squeezed my arm and scrunched up to me."That's what I love about you, Jack. You know me so well." Some. This was actually part of what made the Lakeshore so popular. Originally a resort in the 1920's popular with the timber barons and other wealthy it had shrunk over the years. The cabins and land they sat on long ago sold off to stores and other businesses, only the lodge itself and a small 50 unit motel remained. But the lodge still offered live music on weekends, generally playing older tunes for those who wanted a “mountain lodge” experience. Tonight it was a kind of jazz band, with a male.