Though there were two chairs the officer and I could use, neither of us sat down. I didn't expect to stay long and she remained standing, probably to ...ook as intimidating as possible. After what I had seen the day before, in the burning house, there wasn't much that was going to intimidate me."Mr. Setton, I'm gone to be frank with you. What you did was both heroic and stupid. However, you were the only one to see what happened in there and we need to know what you saw," said the officer.I'm. "You should save that energy for later. You'll need it."She whispered words so alien they slipped from George's ears before his brain could register them. She leaned over George's struggling form, pursed full lips and exhaled a breath. It took form--a giant peach-coloured heart--and expanded to cover George's face and upper body. He gasped as it sank into his body. Pleasant energy flowed into him in a wave. It felt like he'd been dipped in warm honey. His legs stopped kicking. His arms fell. Someone who’d moved out and left behind whatever wasn’t even worth the trouble of putting into a box they’d probably never bother to unpack anyway. She wondered what her old friends would think if they could see her right now. Would they be surprised at what her life had become or would they nod and smile knowingly? Did one of her old school mates ever turn to another while standing in some noisy, downtown bar on a Saturday night, and ask if they had any idea ‘what Katie was up to these days?. ‘It would make a fine living space for the next couple of years if the gold rush lasted that long, ‘ I thought.‘I’ll give you your five hundred dollars for the building but that will include a couple of interior additions. One, I want you to build a simple bar in front of the back wall of the front room and some shelving on the wall and behind the bar. In the back room I want a small room built next to the back door and a second stove installed for heat back there. I’ll buy the stove you.