That was insanity! If anyone goes to the day when Janice Olson says she had a horrendous day, with a happy ending, no one will see the whole thing.
Oh, according to history, a strange thing happened. Mrs. Olson was working in her garden, when suddenly, she was the shining empress of a perfect estate.
My husband and I looked at each other. As I looked at his shocked face, I saw my shocked face in his pupils.
We went back in time. "See? Nobody listens to me. I can't create anything. I can't do anything," Stephanie stated.
"As I was about to tell you recently, I never thought you were a Goddess. Also, you never finished the coronation ceremony, to become Queen of this place that appeared out of nowhere at all," Brooklyn Robarts explained.
"There are so many guards, that..."
"I'm sorry to interrupt. We don't have guards. You've been sent through time so many times that you don't realize that you're copying yourself. Most of the first bach are little kids."
Suddenly, Stephanie was in her home, atop a mountain. She looked around at the glistening parqué floors, plush emerald green carpets, light blue walls, and the mahogany furniture. There was even a fire in the fireplace. Pictures of dogs, cats, people, rabbits and more animals adorned the mantle, which was white, and wide. It was wavy on the edge, like a huge plate.
The deep plush soft, and comfortable coverings on the livingroom chairs were heavenly. She sank into one chair, which supported her back. She sat up straight. It felt wonderfully perfect. Stephanie's whole body relaxed, as the stress and strains left her. "Ah, that's what I need," she sighed. With the remote control, she could have heating, cooling, massaging, and reclining. She started to fall asleep in this chair.
All to soon, a clammer of voices startled Stephanie from sleeping.