I was passing Krisztina's tent on my way to the camp shop when Maartje popped her head out and beckoned me."Hello, my lovely Englishman," she said wit... a smile.I glanced round, no car, so no Gus and no Krisztina either for an hour or so either I guessed. "Hello, my lovely Dutch lady," I replied.Inside the tent Maartje said, "Sit please, I think my daughter and your Martin are becoming more than friendly."Sitting on a bunk next to her, "I... ," I started to reply."No," Maartje said, "It is of no. ***** We spent our days singing, playing musical instruments, acting out charades, taking walks in the garden down the street which some referred to as Mapleleaf Park. Darian not only played the harp, but the violin, the flute, and the saxophone to boot. It was so wonderful to have an angel providing for me. I thought of the prostitute I had interviewed at the restaurant on the 35th floor when Darian rubbed his thumb across his fingers, and green paper appeared in his hand to pay for our trips. More

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