Der Brief warf aber weit mehr Fragen auf, als er beantwortete. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welch...r Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher. Terri isn't mygirlfriend. She's just a friend."My sister didn't look convinced, but she nodded anyway. "Okay. Maybe yacould like give 'em to her just as a friend?" Maybe, but she's never really been much into flowers." Oh, I'd forgot 'bout that." She hung her head, looking totally dejected.Feeling bad for knocking all her ideas, I tried for one of my own. "Youknow, another thing you can do with flowers is put them in your hair."Her face lit up at the idea. "Oh wow, I'd like that! Could ya put. "The stars might grow cold before next time," I whisper. "I want to walk out with you now, Mina. Come on."They say names have power and hers certainly does. She lets me take her hand and lead her out of the nightclub. We smile at each other like two lovers. I hail a taxi and we get in. I tell the driver the way to my house.She wiggles away when I try to kiss her. I lick her chin instead. She giggles. My hands brush the skin of her arms. Her body pulses with heat.I press my lips higher. The. Mamma Tails then sprung up to defend her baby but was only shot in the leg by knuckles and she quickly crumpled to the ground crying. As soon as she was down, Knuckles made quick work of ripping her frilly dress off and biting her tits. Tails looked up from the table and saw his mommy being harassed. He screamed out, "MOMMY! KNUCKLES PLEEEEEEEEEEAAAASE DON'T HURT MY MOMMY!!!!" He said as he sobbed.Knuckles then stood up and bashed Tails in the face multiple times, making sure to dig his sharp.