There is a small meadow before us. Large trees surround it. We are on a bluff overlooking the ocean. If you look out between the trees you can see the...surf driving against the shore. Relentlessly grinding the rock to sand. A dance of millennia. You can feel the primal force of the place. You turn and tell me that this must be it. I smile. I had known that you would feel it too. Two old souls returning to a place filled with the old force. What could be more divine? That one is clothed in a body. I followed her downstairs again where she waited at the door while I got my couple of bags in from the car. She insisted on carrying one of them back upstairs for me - determined it seemed to make a fuss of me, as she told me I was the only guest and therefore it would appear the only other person in the house that night.She seemed almost reluctant to leave me, though really at the time I was more than a little tired and didn't pick up on it. It was only later when I thought about things that I. It was so bad that Mom had to hide any if she got them for Halloween, just like she hid my Christmas presents when I was a kid. And she still didn't trust me to hand them out to the trick or treaters.This was a piece of Saran Wrap with a handful of candy in it, tied together with some ribbon."Where did you get them?" I stole them. Or borrowed them. They were for Sunday when the kids come around. I have to replace them."She took my hand and pulled me over to the couch."You know I was really mad. ‘Yes, yes, quite fine,’ the Maitre D’ interjected. ‘It’s just that the young lady was suddenly taken ill. Good day, then, Master Jack.’ He bowed and extended his arm toward the restaurant door. ‘Give the young lady our best wishes for her quick recovery.’ Italia slipped a business card into my hand as I was leaving. I stuffed it into my pocket and hurried after Jennifer. She beat me to the elevator and I had to wait. When I finally got to the suite I found her sitting in an easy chair, her chin.