"Don't touch thatdicklette." I heard her words ring in my ears.I tuned off the water and stepped into the tub. As I sank into the bubbles,the warmth f...lt good on my aching feet and muscles. As I sat back, I closedmy eyes and let my mind drift. The flowery scent filled my nostrils, but itwas mixed with Miss Emily's scent. Why, I wondered, did this excite me. Whatwas wrong with me?Those thoughts drifted away as I felt my tired body relax. As the watercooled, I brought my right hand to my face. I. ”“Just tell him the truth. Only real men grow beards and mustaches!”I laughed and added, “And God only made a few perfect heads. The rest he covered with hair.”Ned had a head full of hair, but he laughed anyway. “I’d ask if you’ve mentioned that to your replacement, but I want to keep my job a little longer.”“He’s got one hell of a comb-over, doesn’t he?” Ned laughed at that one, too. “Sucker must be glued down!”We didn’t hear anything out of the press over the next few days, so nobody back. Sugar in return? I swallow, hard, and walk back into my apartment. Distracted, debating what he means, I quickly mix the cookies and slide them into the oven. I pick the container up and wonder for a minute whether or not I should risk going over there at all. Quick mental images convince me to do so.I stand in front of his door, and, hesitant, knock. He opens it, peeking through the crack, and smiles. The door opens all the way and he tugs me inside, closing the door behind me."Now, this is. Maybe Kasia was just being silly, and she was copying words to learn the meaning of later.Kasia stepped back down the hall. The 'why' of this didn't matter now. She had to do something. Go to the King. No. Go to Chief Ajani. See if he really sent these two. Find out where they came from.All things for tomorrow. Tonight, she just had to get Harveen some water.Reaching out, she opened her bedroom door, closing it somewhat loudly. She moved slowly down the hall."Anyone still here?"Tabia stood.