There was no light drawing me to it. xxx 18 If there is, would you describe him or her to us?”
She looked past Brendan to smile at the gypsies again. My head was full of the know-
ledge and wisdom of the Ancients; knowledge lost to us, maybe, forever. “He’s fine.”
“Brendan, my name is Lois.” How did she now his name, Brendan wondered? I didn’t tell her my vision; she told ME. Three popes and two kings have walked
on these stones.”
They were greeted by a english butler – of course. He rocked back and forth on the edge of his bed. What troubled him was that the walk-in belonged to the girl, not the old woman. What did you see?” Brendan didn’t care for Lois’ cavalier attitude about the
subject. “Celeste says we’re really close, Brendan,”
