Book3:WereMyDreamIs

iwassilentforamomentmulliheman’swords.Hefelttherewassomethingwrongwithhisanswer.“Idisappearedintothinairstwinter,aroundChristmastime.Lookingattheclimatenow,itshouldbearoundJuneorJuly,soIhavebeefromthisregionforatleasthalfayear.Themanprofessestobehisareabuthasheardaboutmeandknowseverythingaboutmelikeanoldfriend.It’sstrangeaaddup.”ButDimitrididnotwanttothinkfurtheronthisdiscrepancy.

    “Isthisy?Itlooksverywhyishesounfriendlytome?”

    “No”repliedDimitri“He’snotmine.HowcouldIaffordsuexpe?Iamonlytakingtemporarilyforhisowner,”

    “Istheowhetall,beautifulyoungdywhowastalkingtoyouamomentago?Theohepaleblueskirt?”

    “Yes,hernameisCharina.She’stheonewhoaskedmetotakeaureenforawhile.”

    “Doyo