’ Something in Greet’s voice made me dizzy. I reminded myself again that I was supposed to be in control. ‘I am just here to ask my father some ...uestions. I do not have long. Is he available?’ ‘Of course. Do come in.’ The Chateaux entrance was enormous and covered with baroque moldings, painted angels and sparkling floor tiles. I saw myself and Greet reflected a hundred times in crystal mirrors. Greet’s heels tacked and echoed as we walked. I was filled with a sense of wonder and contentment. I. There used to be so many of them trotting in and out of the house when they were teenagers. Yeah! Then I remembered. A tall, skinny kid. They all used to call me Mr. B. because no one wanted to say ‘Mr. Bartkowiak.’I took a quick peek through the spy hole in the door, and there she was. Wow! Had she ever grown up!“Come in, Johanna! My goodness! I haven’t seen you for - what - three or four years, have I? Steffy’s not home yet. She’s still up at U.C. Davis.”“I know! Shut up and give me a. More

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