"The Graphic Arts gang finally finished playing. Take a look at these!"He handed me the folder and when I opened it, I saw the proofs for the Institut...'s catalog. The first thing that grabbed my eye was my picture of the big sculpture I'd spent so much time on."Holy shit, you gave me the cover!" Mr. Randahl, by now you should know we do not give anyone anything," a familiar voice intoned behind me. I turned and saw Mr. Grossfeldt standing there with a look of almost paternal pride deforming his. ‘There’s, like, crazy tension between you two. What’s going on? Deni sure was observant. ‘Nothing, Deni, God. I just met him, actually.’ She tried to walk back out into the restaurant but Deni caught her arm. ‘I don’t believe you,’ she sing-songed. ‘You don’t have to tell me but something definitely happened.’ She gave Vera a knowing look and went out. Vera took a deep breath and tried to collect her thoughts. Everything had been going so well. She just wanted… she wanted…What did she want?. Perhaps a month ago,” Savrit told him. “There was a traveler in the nearest village. He gave us some news of what has transpired. I did not meet our former bishop but I am not surprised to hear of his downfall. The tenets of the church we practiced here were not the ones Serrat espoused. We held captives here and forced them to work. The senior officials committed sins of the flesh, sins of greed, sins of hubris.“Those who joined were used as unpaid laborers to bring more goods into the hands. " I said okay and she said, "Without you in here! Get out... please."I was only teasing her for I was already headed out the door. I went to the kitchen and poured us glasses of wine. If she didn't need it, I did. I went out and pulled the Jag out of the garage. Everything was moving along nicely."Are you ready?" she asked through the door."Absolutely. Your chariot awaits."She opened the door to the bedroom and stepped out. I was in awe as I watched Cinderella walk into the room. "You're the.