Anything!"But I would be overjoyed and filled with pride if I could believe that the young woman likes me enough to be my friend and call me Kelly. Yo... see, Andy, I owe you my sanity if not my very life itself. Could you, please? Could you bring yourself to call me Kelly?"Andy was bewildered and looked at Bobbie for guidance. "Darling Andy, you heard Mrs. Callaway. She very much wants to be your friend and friends do call one another by their first names. Honey, I'll speak to your mother, but. "Memories fade, new ones made," I said softly, repeating one of my mother's sayings. She smiled and looked down, opening the locket for me. "It was a present from my mother. It's still empty, Sir," she said, showing me. I nodded and looked up into her eyes. There was a touch of sadness there. I reached up and ran my fingertip along her bottom lip and it trembled. I could hear her breathing quicken. "Do you like it when I touch you, Annie?" She swallowed and looked down. "God... Yes, Sir." Her. I told her I’d consider it after I talked to you about the idea.”“I thought you said Nadia dropped out of the industry,” I noted.“She did but she lives in Miami,” Liz told me. “Or she did. I suppose she still does. She’s started a ... vegan, healthy living ... cult or something down there. She invited me to visit and I declined. That was three or four years ago. I’m sure I have a phone number for her.”“OK,” I said, nodding. “I’d prefer sooner than later. I want to know what we’re looking at in. Her mother had been right, their new neighbor was certainly attractive. Very tall, slimly built, but powerful looking, nonetheless. His hair was a rich gold, with lighter streaks, and he had the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. She turned to head back up the walk towards her porch. His voice stopped her again."Maybe we can have lunch one day, or maybe dinner? Either one's fine. I'm not from here, so I'd love to hear about the town."Dara turned, and Ashon couldn't help noticing her eyes... a strange.