<div class="floatright">(http://i34.tinypic.com/10o4t8l.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_u">Deirdre Marie VaDoma</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Dee stumbled over the fields towards Avonleigh searching for anyone at all who might be able to offer her some help. She was exhausted from walking and her dress was moist from the dew in the grass and she didn't know how far she had come. Being a gypsy, or at least having traveled with them she was used to walking long distances but normally she could rest and normally she knew where she was going. <br/><br/>She moved forward taking labored breaths and in the distance she could have sworn she saw someone standing and watching her, but she wasn't sure of it. Still she made her way to Avonleigh.</span>