The Lodge was a folly of sorts; a small conical tower against a small square hall, built with local flint and stone. The clearing it which it stood, w...s worn through ages of activity; fire-ashes were still evident. A small crude table, long anchored into the ground, still survived. One could conjure up all manner of things past.“How long has it stood here Guy?”“Depends who you ask, but at least a couple of hundred years. It has a chequered history; religion, war and witches. What you might. He advised them not to reveal that to anyone else.The fateful day arrived on Wednesday, the 21st of May. We had risen late and I was preparing breakfast for my wives, who didn't feel well, when Margie's water broke, and she started having contractions. I turned off the stove and went to get my wives some new clothes to wear to the hospital. They changed right there in the kitchen, and I loaded their suitcases into the new van, which we were taking to the hospital.Since most of the students were. "I shook my head as I looked at the peeling front of the house she lived in and thought of me rattling around in a three-bedroom house that was a mansion in comparison to this. Then the idea struck me, Leona could rent one of the spare rooms at my place, it was certainly in a better neighbourhood and was closer to the office, but before I could make my offer Leona invited me in for a coffee. I accepted without hesitation, glad of any excuse to be close to her and a few minutes later I was sat. "I'm not sure. Ponytail maybe?" I said."What about pigtails, using white and blue ribbon on each side?" Sheasked making mock pigtails with her own shoulder blade length strawberryblonde hair. I liked her hair, especially the color. My own hair was alight brown, and went to just below my shoulders."I like that idea, but I need some hair ties and ribbons and that kindof stuff." I said laying the outfit back in the cart. We made our way upto the checkouts. After every thing was scanned and bagged.