Hailey is back in her room trying to write some notes on her work in the library. But the image of the police detective she just met, keeps intruding in her mind. Very nice, for a policeman, that is. What was his name? Aram. An old fashioned name, like hers, Something in common. But why does that matter? He did seem concerned about her, maybe even more. But what could she say, except I have to get back to work? A lost opportunity? But for what? Then the nursery and the memories it brought back. So disappointed they couldn't take the doll house home. But she didn't cry. Hardly ever cried. "My tough little girl." That's what her father called her. Now why is she remembering that? All seems like a dream. She tried to push the thoughts go away and get back to her notes, but they wouldn't go A distant clock struck the hour... nine, ten, eleven then silence. [Val Bed Time clothing and Slumber Party textures are from DAZ.] 16 The Nursery