Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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asleeponabench. “,sir.Getup!”saidthepolishakinghim.“Thisisnotthepceforyoutosleep.Itisforpeopletowaitforthebusandfortouriststosita.Ifyouwanttosleep,gobae.” “OK,ifyouwomesleephere,I’lljustsitup”repliedEmmanuel,lookingdisdainfullyatthepoli.Hewasjusthavingawonderfuldreamandwasaobeawakened.”How’sthat?” “Ofcourse,ofcourse.Thatisyht.ButtherehavebeenquiteafewunfortunateactsaroundhereretlysoIwouldadviseyoutogobae.Itisnotsafehere.Youmightgethurt.” “That’smyownbusinessandhasnothingtodowithyou.Justsittinghereisnotagainstthew,isit?” “Arightthen,sit!”saidthepoliturningawayresignedlyandwalkedbacktohiscar.Hisfoothitaontheground,arustybrooise.“Don’tfettotakeyourtoywithyouwhenyouleave”headdedandgotintothecar. “Thatguybacktherereallylooksbad”saidthepolianwhowasinthedriver’sseatastheydroveaway.“Helookslikearuffianandamurderer.” “Yah,that’swhatIthinksotoo.Retlythisareahasnotbeenverysafe.Therehavebeenmanycasesorrape.Wehadbetterbeonthelookoutsothatnothingbadhappensonourwatch.” Emmachedasthepolicecardroveoutofsightandthenlookedattherusty,brooiseontheground.Thetortoise’sheadwasraisedhighasiflookingathimanditsmouthen.Emmanuelrememberedpullingatthetailwhenathinlineofpowdersquirtedout.Hesmelledthesweetfragranceofunknownflowersandfellunscious.“Wow”hethought,“itcouldhavebeensomekindofmagicpotiobehindfromaimesandIjusthappeoactallyeacrossit.ThiswouldbeaninvaluableassetwhenIamouthuntingwomen.”Charina’stall,slenderimagedressedinaskybluedress,withbroad-rimmedwhitesunhatandwhiteleatherwalkingshoescametomindandwouldnotgoaway.“IfIdo…and…IcouldeasilydowhateverIwantwithher!”thoughtheandaslysmilelituphisface.Hepickeduptherustybrooisefromthegroundandcarefullytuckeditinsidehispocket.Thenexhibitinghisskillofswiftnessandagilityhequicklydisappearedintothenight. 2 Charina’swhite,jade-likearmsseemedevensmootherandmoredelicateuhemoonlight.Shetookagss,half-filleditwithcrushedidthenpouredingoldencoloredwhiskey.Shetookasip,putthegssontothecoffeetableinfrontofherandybafortablyonthesofa.Itwasaeroftheroomthatthemoonlightcouldnotshonedirectlyon.Thewholehousewasdarkandlitonlybythemoonlight.Maureenyatherfeet,seeminglyfastasleepbuteverynowahepartingwordsofhisnewfriendcametomindand“Takegoodcareofyourmistressmypreciouslittlefriend.Uand?”resoundedinhislittlebrain.Hewouldlifthisheadandlookathismistressasiftoassurehimselfthatthingswerealright.OnlywhenhesawCharinasittingfortablyonthesofadrinkingherwhiskeyahingwassereneandquietasusualwouldheputhisheadbackdownonhispawsahismistress’feet.FromtimetotimeCharinawouldputthesoleofherexquisitefeetonMaureenandcaresshissoftandsilkysmoothfur,whichmadeherfeelgood.SinceDimitrileft,shehadbeensittingonthesofa,sippingherwhiskey,deepinthoughtabouteverysentenceDimitriutteredandeverydetailofhisstory.Shehadsufferedaseverewriter’sbloostoneandahalfyearandcouldnotfindanythingworthwritingabout.Dimitri’sstaveherinspirationandhercreativetaleimutedandenergized.Onceawakened,literarythoughtssuddenlyflowedandsurgeduntiltheywerealltaoget