On her feet were suede ankleboots with a moderate heel and I thought she looked sensational."Hello Amy," I said, "good of you to see me. May I sit dow...?"For answer she shifted her purse to her other side indicating I shouldsit next to her. "Do you remember me? I met you when you worked in theRed Herring. Can I get you a drink?" Thanks, I?ll have a white wine spritzer please."After we each took a sip of our drinks she said "Yes I remember youalright. Andrew said you?re a lawyer and wanted to. He'd been filming the whole thing. I looked and saw his phonestaring at me, and then across to Pete on the other bed who was justsitting there and smiling smugly.I didn't say anything, but I knew I had a bad feeling about this.After Fowler buckled back up, Charlie suggested we all get a quick napbefore meeting up with the others, and I was happy to agree with that. Ineeded some time to get my head together again.It was late afternoon when we met up with the others again. Charlie andthe. Naturally I welcomed her into my home. She arrived a couple of days later, her clothes and possessions packed in a green Chevy. She looked good, having lost a lot of weight. She had a nice figure and breasts that made a hungry handful. For the next couple of days we didn't do much more than talk and catch up on family gossip. She slept a lot, resting from her travails. Apparently her husband was an abuser, not that such news surprised me. Since I lived in that part of the U.S. where our family. " The Witch of the Letters?" Yeah. And the same thing happened like in all my other dreams of her. She paralyzed me and then proceeded to criticize me for hours. She was more angry this time that I've ever seen her before." Do you have any idea of who she is, or what she represents?" Nope. But in my dreams it feels as if I know her. And when her image comes to me at night, it's like she's trying to get into my head and I have to fight to keep her out." I wonder if she's got a connection to you.