They’d had a royal row over his audacity at choosing the gown she would wear, though he did win that fight because when she saw the gown she fell in...love with it. It was white with a long flowing train. It had sleeves that fell over the shoulders and had a beaded vest. It was a gorgeous gown, but with Leanna in it, he was blown away. Leanna tried to take another deep breath as she walked up the aisle on Hassan’s arm, and was again unsuccessful. Slowly they walked to the altar and she found. That or I would drag it, kicking and screaming, back into something closer to reality, at least by the bizarre standards of a magical, parallel TV universe where Jehovah in some form actually existed ... and as a graphic novelist. How about that? Yeah, this world badly needed a good catalyst for change, a swift kick in the ass, or something on that order. Deus ex machina, coming right up!I might be stuck in a universe where the rules made no sense, but I could sneak some damn logic into it .... A cabinet sat in the other corner."Seems pretty normal to me?" I questioned."I thought so too until I moved this shelf." she said as she took ahold of the empty shelf and pulled on it.It didn't tip over, instead it slid rather smoothly on the floor. It apparently had hidden casters under it. Then I saw what had Mounika had found. Under where the shelf had been was what appeared to be a narrow trap door."Did you open it?" I asked."Yes! It is really weird." She reached down and grasped the. I immediately took a piece of paper and wrote my phone number and my name on the page and threw it to her balcony.Now I was expecting a call. To my surprise I got the paperback, she threw it towards me saying that she do not have a cell phone as they are new and she will get one in few days with a new number. I thought we would have to manage it this way only.I again wrote and inquired for her name. I got the reply as Natasha. I asked her, to spend some time with me tonight in a mall in.