"Excuse me," says a soft voice, just to my left. I turn, startled, tosee a woman standing there with a look of warm compassion across herface. She loo...s to be my age, her face still beautiful but lined, thefirst grey showing in the hair drawn back into a long, dark pony tail.She's tall and slender, elegant in a bolero jacket, a long flared,floral skirt and high heeled, suede boots. I must have said somethingout loud, and confessed my dilemma.She smiles. "Would you like to be my daughter?"My. Without that, they are trapped, unable to learn more than the simplest of patterns.It was with thoughts such as these that Nemi found herself remembering again the day when she had become one of the Vangon.It had not been meant to happen that way.Closing her eyes, Nemi tried again to conjure up in her mind what she could remember, though what she could remember were no more than broken images.She had been into her fifth year when it happened. She was, she somehow knew, from the mountains, not. ‘I need to get to momma and Granny Maylene. So we need to go on Jack. I don’t think I could handle just sitting around here all day and night anyway.’ ‘Well, let’s have some breakfast and then get on the road.’ Jack looked at Dani, ‘feel up to eating this morning baby girl?’ She nodded, and Bull saw her eyes were red and tired. She had stayed up with him most of the night, holding him when he cried and doing her best to take some of his pain away. ‘Mike, any way you or Dave could drive the. The doors had plain, white stained glass that you could only see shadows through.After having Sally and her Dad wait in one of the offices that weren't in use, I stood by the door to Dr. Livingston's office as Steven and Meg went in. Even with the door closed I could hear them."What is going on?" asked a man. The voice was familiar if strained. I was guessing it was Dr. Livingston."We've caught the would-be House Lord, Setton," Steven answered. "And it wasn't easy." Says you," Meg retorted. "I.