I got them back immediately.Back home Helen made several trips from the car to the guest room. I let the dogs out of the kennel. While Helen was busy ...ith her new stuff, folding and putting away, hanging things in the closet and stocking the guest bathroom which we knew would take her time as she again looked everything over one more time, Mom joined me and the dogs just over the rise. We were just stepping back onto the patio when she came out and attacked us with hugs. Everything we bought. ” He looked at Dan. “We’ve got to fix this. We’ve got to get him back to the orphanage if we’re going to save his life.”That last bit jumped out at me. Something was going on that I didn’t know about.While Dan got on the telephone with the hotel manager to ask about local solicitors, I tried piecing together fragments of information. Eventually, in a brilliant example of two plus two equalling five, I asked Grandpa: “Is saving Harry why you didn’t stop mum and dad from dying?”“Is that why. I locked the door to my room, left my flat and headed towards the basement. The basement housed a series of washing machines and tumble driers to accommodate the plethora of untidy students situated above.It was a Friday night, and I passed several flats on my way down stairs that sounded like they were having parties. This was good. The halls were filled with music and the aroma of alcohol, everyone was busy having a good time and no one was thinking about doing their laundry.A million. Hugging herself, Alexis wondered why she'd caved to Weather. In fact, she was still angry she'd acceded and absolutely flabbergasted Weather had resorted to blackmail; "Come to Santorini, Mom, or I won't come home, I'll stay here." Alexis knew Weather too well to underestimate her determination. It was one of the character traits she liked in Weather. So, angry and afraid of losing her daughter, she'd reluctantly agreed.A stab of fear intruded on her dark thoughts. She was going to see Aidan..