’ She took me by the hand and squeezed it gently. ‘I’m glad to see you’re feeling so much better,’ I managed, trying to appear nonchalant. �...�Oh, you’ve no idea what a difference it makes when someone treats you kindly. I’m so grateful!’ ‘Nothing to be grateful about at all, Diana,’ I said. ‘It was a pleasure.’ ‘Well it will be,’ said she even more seductively, ‘when we get you out of those business clothes. You do look different with clothes on, I have to admit.’ She giggled, covering her mouth.. ..is that what I think it is? Please tell me it’s not.” She asks with a look of horror while I leaned over to look I reached down to feel the stained carpet. Whatever it was felt dry, but crusty to a sense. I held on to the pieces that were on my fingers to see it was red. I suddenly had that ache in my heart as I looked up to see Sarah sobbing.“ I...I think it’s blood, but why would it.” I tried to say until Sarah got down on her knees to look closer“ Oh god it’s blood Mary. It is Matt’s. .. the kinks had pretty much been ironed out. Two hundred critical modifications ... like wing spars and engine mounts ... had seen the 18 become a favorite pontoon aircraft for getting into and out of ... tight wet places. Air America had a whole fleet of them.(In case you didn't know, here's what Wikipedia has to say about them:In August 1950, the CIA secretly purchased the assets of Civil Air Transport (CAT), an airline that had been started in China in 1946 by Gen. Claire Lee Chennault (of. .well, wherever this was...she had been reflecting on how wild she used to be. Wondering what on earth had happened. That was when she had seen the sign hanging outside of the nondescript building opposite. Unhappy With the Route You've Taken? Want to Rediscover your Passion for Life? Step Through the Mirror...Inquire Within. Well...what was an unfulfilled woman to do? Claire smiled, eyes still closed in that unknown place, and remembered how she had walked so slyly through the door. How she.