"You walked over here to speak to me and you don't know why? Is this a common problem? Do you know what you want about anything? How about your job? Y...ur life? Do you want the nice little husband and the two-point-five kids, or do you want something else? Do you even know? Is that the real problem?" Again he wasn't mocking, it was almost as if he really wanted to know if it was true, did I know what I wanted. And, suddenly, I wasn't sure if I could tell him.He asked me again, more forcefully. There are also two other reasons that occurred to me before I decided this was the approach to take." Okay Sire, what have we missed this time?" asked Lachlan."Not missed Lachlan, I'm sure you have both already thought about these two issues. The first is that there is still the possibility that this could all be a trap invented by Alfred. What if he has already entered into a treaty with the Danes and they are both intent on having Scotland as a prize? Remember, it wasn't very long ago that we. "Simon filled out the card, but left his answer blank. He handed it to theman, who glanced at it. "Son, you didn't mark what you saw." Not sure I did. Maybe I'm crazy as well as sick."The man looked at him levelly, just getting his measure. He leanedforward, "I think you saw a Fairy. A woman about yea tall with wings."Simon stared at him. "You see her too?" Why do you think I'm running this booth?" The man reached in his pocket."Listen. I could use some help here. Pass out fliers, get some. I removed my wigand brushed back my hair with my fingers. I took a chance and touched upmy lip-gloss. Barefoot and beautiful I bounded around the corner to themain area, Fred was dressed and standing by the door. He walked out andI assumed I should follow.A chain link fence separated the motel property from the Interstate.Underneath one of the powerful lights along the fence line Fred stoppedand faced me. He looked as if he smelled garbage."On your knees," he said.I obeyed. He unzipped his.