It was because you saw a side of me that no one else had ever seen before; even though it lay there open to everyone's eyes. I really was the good gi...l. And look at me now: old, wrinkly, and sad.” A tear fell from her cheek into her coffee. “After all I did, after all these efforts, this is the way I'm gonna spend my last hours... Here in this bar, drinking and babbling about the 'good old times' that never existed.” She paused. “ You know... I went to the doctor's the other day. Must've been. He hadn't really thought of it until now.Mark- I see where you're coming from but like what can we do?In my defense I thought she was gonna come up with a plan to get us into the city for a day or two and try to find a couple of hookups. Instead Jane came over, sat beside him and smiled.Jane- this is gonna sound a bit strange but… if know one ever knows why don't we… practice together.Mark was shocked it took a couple of seconds to register what she was suggesting, in which time she was really. What if she tells someone? Remember what MI6 told me: your father is looking for us and I am sure there are Eastern Bloc agents here in England.”Col collapsed back into her chair. “But we have to tell her. What she thinks is terrible.”I gave Col a reassuring look and then turned to Mutti Frida. “But you’ve half told Lili already.”Mutti Frida frowned. “What do you mean?”“Well, didn’t you tell her that what she thought she saw wasn’t the reality or something like that.”Mutti Frida’s face paled. I ran about seven miles and came in through the back yard to my side bedroom door dripping with sweat. I heard what sounded like the TV coming from open window in the upstairs master bedroom. But this wasn't the TV, because I soon heard a couple "F" bombs, and then what sounded like moaning, but couldn't quite hear it all. I slowly opened the screen door and made my way through the house. It was obviously coming from upstairs, but couldn't make out the voices clearly. I silently made my way.