"If I can find a babysitter," she started."Do!" I said, "Where do I pick you up?"She gave me the address."Friday at seven," I said and left for work.T...e week seemed endless, but finally Friday came. I arrived in a taxi at her house in a small village just outside of town on the dot of seven, dressed in my Sunday best and armed with a huge bunch of red roses. Irene was ready - quite a feat when having to handle three small children - and dressed to the nines herself. She was deeply touched by. “Look Mary, I am sorry about this, but we have a bit of an emergency in the conference down at San Diego. Our sales rep is extremely ill and we don’t have anyone to handle the company products for the next couple of days. You know that this is our big sales weekend and if we don’t do well, we will all miss our bonuses. I know that you can handle it. Please, please, please?” Carol gave me that pleading puppy dog look that bosses give when they know that they are asking something unreasonable,. It was inevitable though and She fell into darkness. Rowena and a man a head taller than Her were strapping the naked still comatose Rachel to a solidly build wooden chair that was almost a throne, which was bolted to the floor of a windowless poorly lit cold brick chamber. She wore a close fitting body suit of dove grey topped with a full overhead mask which trapped Her glorious hair. His hair was blonde brown but darkened a shade or two by the Macassar oil he used on it and he wore. "Ooo, that was cool ... teach me how to make smoke, Grandma?"Grandma was gone. Even though it only takes a split second for the time ... The Wanzor was worried about getting so young ... she was afraid she might end up in diapers. This trip to 'make arrangements' was a worry.Wendy had been rambling around some eight thousand years in the past give or take a few thousand ... but most of her meddling had been Egypt ... except for the Indus Valley and a bit ... a couple of centuries ... in Rome..