"They PEED in your well?" Greta questioned in disbelief."If you must" came the sniffy reply."You're right, I had better speak to them!" Greta quickly ...greed.Greta was eventually ushered into a small cell where two odd-looking nuns sat several feet apart."Oh, excuse me sisters, where are the suspects" asked Greta.The smaller dark one replied "That's us officer, the nuns kindly gave us some spare habits, we didn't have our clothes with us at the time!" Yes and then they kindly tied us to these. There was a drug store, a music and movie kiosk and cookie factory.And the people. Traffic went in all directions, shoppers talking as they went, some shouting, most quietly wandering from place to place, up escalators and stairs, in and out of store fronts or sitting at benches like her. Then it sunk in. Christen stood out. She was alone, carried no shopping bag and appeared to have no purpose.And looking around she noticed that more than one guy had taken notice of that.At first she felt. She had been working on her second book until the water broke bringing Olivia into the world.Love For Life had a lukewarm reception from the critics but it sold over a half million copies plus Hollywood approached her about making it into a movie. She wanted to talk to Tim regarding who would play the lead of the heroine. She already nixed Brittany Spears, Lindsey Lohan, or any of the other starlets who were on a crash and burn life style. She thought perhaps Scarlet Johansson or Kiera Knightly. "More kisses as I released him, and we spent the rest of the night cuddled in each other's arms.Later that morning, after being collected by James, and having enjoyed a good breakfast, I was sat with Lyn snuggled against me, talking with James. "Are you ready for your usual 'thank you' from me, James?" He smiled at me."I really do not deserve anything," he insisted, "but I am not stupid enough to refuse whatever you wish to give me."I smiled at him, then whispered to Lyn. She got up, and went.