“I'm your lady?” Pam asked. “Yes, all mine, you wouldn't be cheating on me would you?” I asked. “No, of course not. Do you think your dad is...watching us?” Pam asked. Then we both looked over at the house. But we both saw nothing. “Well, can I kiss you then?” Pam asked. “I won't say no to that. But nothing else here out in the open. We don't wanna get caught,” I replied. Then we both kissed each other for about 10 seconds. We didn't get caught, but I think it was pretty close though. Then we got. On the makeup table is everything planned to make you a smoky siren.You smile at the fiery red lipstick with matching polish. Upon the wigrest; a black shiny page boy that comes down and will curl justperfectly to frame your face. You have until eight to be ready.At last eight arrives, you have been ready for at least forty minutes.You've looked in the mirror and believe you are lovely. You doubt evenyour own family would recognize you. You anxiously rub your smooth legstogether...and gasp as. I've studied them enough to know there is some truth behind the stories – some small truth in each of the stories; enough to keep the stories alive from generation to generation until somebody finally wrote them down." You know, fairies wielding Phoenix fire could explain a lot of that," Haley suggested thoughtfully. "Arthur's magic sword could have been welded into a stone with Phoenix fire, then released when the right man came along..." That's just a story," Alana interrupted. "I was there,. It was just more proof that I had moved to a desolate, ignorant town. Don’t ask me how I considered it proof of ignorance, because it just seemed like the two went together, and I couldn’t tell you why. Every time I passed the pond, I became more and more depressed. I guess the pond was a part of my life, but it seems kind of sad that I placed so much importance on it. I knew I had to get away. I just didn’t know how, or when, or even why. I wasn’t completely sure what I was going to do once I.