The white wolf then changed into a human. He was tall as in 6'2 with blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes."Miss, are you alright?" The handsome strang...r asked."I'm a little shaken but I'm fine." Leslie said to him.He noticed the scratch on the side of her stomach. He got out the first aid kit from her car and bandaged her wound."Thank you for your help." Leslie said."You're welcome. Can I take you home?" He asked."Well, my car's broken down and I was on my way to my parents' house in Tulane.". The Grand Coalition had been thrown into a complete pother by the news of Napoleon's triumphant return to Paris, when King Louis XVIII had to beat a hasty and undignified retreat. Regiments arriving in Belgium from England found themselves being ordered from one place to another, as Napoleon's intentions were first anticipated, and then rejected, by those in charge. After marching and counter marching for a week or more we finally went into cantonments about four miles to the south west of. She asked if she could come over to just talk with me. I answered "You are more than welcome in my house any time and don't even need to have a reason. She then surprised me saying "That's good because I'm right outside your door on my cell phone." And then the bell rang.I opened the door and let her in. I told her we can chat in the kitchen. She asked "Can we talk on the patio instead? It's such a nice day." "I guess we can," I answered "but only if you promise to behave." She looked. . I mean right with me. We were like one person playing two instruments. It was sweet and sad and wistful. When we finished it, we had to pause a minute to get ourselves centered again for the ‘Tango Ladeado’. Well, I could edit out the awkward pause.We did it. We got right back to our more rapid-paced connection and went almost seamlessly from that to ‘Mozart in Hell’. When we finished, Cindy was inches from my face and we smiled at each other. I was thankful the people watching and listening.