Journal Entry 292 / 0312 "Your nose is cold," I said, touching her face gently.Journal Entry 292 / 0312 "Your nose is cold," I said, touching her face gently. "Means I'm healthy," P'nyssa replied, smiling. I handed her my blanket. "Means you're cold. Here, wrap this around you." I rose to throw another log on the fire, rearranging the two logs already in there to give more heat. "Comfy?" She nodded. "It was nice of Dick and Susan to invite us over for the holidays." "Mm-hmm," I said. "Still wonder about them, though." "Why?" "Well, they were the only married couple to go into The Great Hall and come out the same way. So why do they live here? I mean, it's not anywhere near anywhere else, and it's so huge. |