" Really?" Silvia asked pretending to be surprised.In a way, she was surprised. She didn't expect such a quick response to her call. The bureaucracies...of hospitals could almost be as bad as those of government, although things did speed up when a Curador got into the act."If you'll step outside, I'll prepare her to be moved," the nurse said."That's okay. I'd like to stay with my niece," Silvia said thinking she didn't want to leave the young woman alone."You're family?"Silvia could lie with the. Grits, bacon, eggs, rye toast, ketchup, butter and Kayro syrup were the food of the morning in the south and in my home too, but only once in a while.While still cooking in the kitchen I called the office. Maggie listened as I spoke with Louise and told her that I would be out for two weeks because I had some personal matters to attend to. I also told her that she should go through my private appointments book and call everyone that I had a meeting with and cancel them and tell them that there. She was homeschooled. The mountains blocked any TV and radio reception.And her parents were very modest people. Ann grew up a shyintrospective girl. She looked a lot like her father in herfeatures. She had dark brown hair that her mother cut into apageboy style. She had a turned up button nose that gave heroval face an impish look. Her dark brown eyes sparkled with afriendly wonder and her lips were full and formed a perfectCupid's bow. When she was nine years old her mother had an. She hasn’t been to the cave since she started grad school, but she knew that this call was coming.The elevator hums as it descends, and Barbara waits on the walkway, one hand on her hip as the doors open.Alfred emerges, his expression giving nothing away. He stops and gazes down at her from the top of a short flight of steps. His tailcoat and pencil mustache are impeccable.“Shall we sit, Ms. Gordon?”“Let’s not,” Barbara replies with a sigh. “Is he dead?”It’s been three months since anyone has.