"Don't you like flats?” She peered down at her dogs in the new shoes. “I realize they make my legs look a little heavier, but I thought you liked ...eavy legs."Loren did have heavy legs although her high heels tended to ameliorate what might have seemed like fat legs. But her unusual change into flats exaggerated her thick ankles and calves and her sudden impulse to uncharacteristically wear them made the new look even more pronounced. Jerry swallowed. In the street, he couldn't help notice some. Marie strolled in the graveyard, pausing to run her fingers along the gravestones and markers. Sometimes she silently mouthed the words in their inscriptions.1805 - 1839WIFE - MOTHER - LOVER"Here lies Angelique Du Norde,her remains at peace, full measure.Fondly remembered by her husband, Claude,for many nights of wanton pleasure.Missed most grievously by many an other,cocks a throb for so ardent a lover.Then there was the sad little Crypt with the two angels looking up into the sky for an. Und diese hatte sowieso keinen besonderen Eifer an den Tag gelegt. Deshalb kontrolliete er auch gleich seine Habe. Tatsächlich, sie hatte seinen Rucksack durchwühlt. Grimmig lächelnd stellte er sich ihr enttäuschtes Gesicht vor, als sie keine Wertsachen finden konnte. Wohlweisslich hatte er alles Wertvolle aus seinem Besitz in einem Lederbeutel draussen aus einem Flurfenster der Herberge in der er gastierte gehängt. Dort würde es keiner Suchen.Und sein Schwert lag mit einem Glöckchen gesichert. Just ... you’re having a strange-enough day as it is. Adding to that would not be ‘being here to help.’”“Hmm...” I hmmed. “Sue’s idea is ‘run and hide,’ and you have something you don’t feel ready to tell me. Maybe the Clockwork Orange motif wasn’t random this time. Seems there’s been some very LARGE talk behind my sleeping back.” I looked over at Suzy-Q again, saw the hurt look on her/my face, and changed my tone. “Ok, Suzy-Q. You’ve never asked anything like this before, but I know you’d.