"Maddie?" the Doctor asked, "I don't mean to sound rude, but... how old do you happen to be?"

"I'll have to admit, I have seen my fair share of years. So many things happening, new people, exotic ones from South Africa and the Himalayan mountain range. Women with their sparkling jewel bracelets and headbands from India. Beautiful women from all over the world. I sometimes tend to forget how old I am when I'm surrounded by them. So young and youthful. Long black hair, radiant glowing skin. I envy their youth, Doctor, I truly do. But, I have the hardest time remembering my birth year. You see, my mother and father died when I was just a wee lass. My aunt brought me to London at the age of three and I don't remember what year it was. But it was a long, long, time ago."

"I see. Do you by any chance happen to know the little girls name?" he shifted forward on his seat. He laid his hands in his lap and stared at her. The old woman thought for a moment before saying anything.

"Why, no, Doctor, I don't believe I do."

He stood. "Maddie, it was nice to meet you. Thank you for the tea. I think I'll be on my way now." she waved to him as he stepped out the door.

"Don't forget what I told you, Doctor. It may be important."

He nodded at her and walked toward the other buildings in the town square. His eyes were constantly scanning each thing as he walked past. A cold rush of wind blew across the back of his neck and he turned. From where he stood the building he had just left looked like a large abandoned barn. The shingles at the top were peeling off and the shutters were falling off and swinging with the wind. He saw the little girl in the window, her pale face looking sadly out at him. She pulled the curtains in front of her face and was lost in the white that remained in his sight. He sighed, "Seems this is going to be a lot harder than I thought."