Book3:WereMyDreamIs
wheelssquealinginprotestwhenthecarmadeaquickturn.Aftertheyhadfinallylefttherosegardenbehindandthecoastseemedclear,Chariocalmdown.Dimitriwaitedtillhercheststoppedheavinginagitationtoask, “pened,Charina?” “Whydidn’tyougetintouchthesestfewdays?”shesighed,givinghimawhiteeye.“Ihavebeenlookingforyouaroundthekemanytimesbutsawnosignofyou.ItookMaureenandvisitedallyouroldhaunts,alwayssettinghimfreetolookforyou,hopinghissensitivenosewouldfindyou.Whearden,theweedsweresrownandthepceseemedtobesodesertedthatIdidnoin,afraidtheremightbeunscrupulouspeoplehidingthere.IsentMaureenintochedyouwerereallythere!Luckilywegotoutinanie,otherouldbeirouble!.AfterIsentMaureenintothedesertedgarden,Isawsomehomeles