"Here, let me help you with that!" Mary offered as she saw Mathea coming down the tunnel with a large basket of clean linen. She had her stereo in one hand as well and she was struggling to keep the basket from over turning.

"Thank you." Mathea laughed. "I thought I could manage it all, but the way was bit too far."

"Who's laundry have you done today?"

"Actually it's my laundry." Mathea laughed again. "I didn't do anyone else's today, because I taught all morning."

"Well I'm glad that you're actually taking some time for yourself this afternoon." Mary sighed.

"Okay…" Mathea nodded. She still felt like she needed to give back to this community that had given her a new home, and new hope for a safe and happy life.

"What have you gotten into now?"

"Nothing that I can't handle." Mathea smiled.

"Oh, Where have I heard that before.." Mary sighed and helped Mathea back towards her chamber.

"You are not going to ask any further?" Mathea asked in surprise.

"No," Mary placed the laundry basket on Mathea's bed. "Sometimes it's just easier to not ask any further." Mathea laughed then and watched the woman leave the chamber.

"You don't need to read those you know." Father warned as Mathea took several books from the shelf near Father's desk.

"I do, I want to learn more about the tunnels, why write a journal about the people and the things that happen, if someone like myself isn't able to read them." Mathea admitted and sat down across from Father for a moment. It was just at that time that Trinity a young girl not more than nine rushed into the Chamber.

"Father! Mary said that I could go and pick up the spices from Huang's if I was able to find someone older to go with me!" Trinity announced.

"That sounds like a fun adventure." Father admitted as the child came down he stairs. "Who will go with you?" The girl looked thoughtful and looked to Mathea.

"Mathea will you go?" Trinity asked.

"Sure, it sounds like fun." Mathea answered.

"I think Mary was thinking an older youth, maybe Kipper or Samantha…"

"They're both so busy all the time with other things, Mathea will come with me?" Trinity begged and Mathea laughed.

"Of course, when do you want to go?" Mathea asked as she stood up and placed the journals back on the table, knowing that Trinity wanted to go now.

"Now?" Trinity asked.

"Of course, do you have the list?"

"Right here!" Trinity announced and pulled a piece of paper from her satchel.

"Great, I guess I'll come back for the journals another time." Mathea looked at Father and smiled.

"They will be here. Have fun."

"We will." Mathea nodded and took hold of Trinity's hand and started out of the tunnel.

The walk was long, it took them over an hour to walk the distance through the tunnels to the underground entrance of the shop. Their was a purple cord hanging down from the stairs, and Trinity pulled it, knowing that if cord was pulled up that it was safe for them to enter the storage room in the basement. The cord slid up the wall and the two travellers climbed the ladder. Huang's store was a child's magical store. Trinity walked up and down the isle looking at the many things Huang had stacked in his store. Mathea had taken the list and waited for Huang to fill the order of things. Mathea started to pull money out of her bag, when Huang put up his hand.

"I take no money from below." Huang assured.

"I can offer you something to cover the costs though." Mathea insisted.

"I take no money." Huang was adamant.

"Okay, thank you." Mathea acknowledged and called for Trinity to come back to her. "Mary also says many thanks."

"That is enough. You must go now. Before customers see you and wonder why white girls visit with Huang."

Mathea understood, he was on a side street far from the main traffic of tourist, Trinity and she stood out like a red light. Mathea took hold of Trinity and the two headed back into tunnels. Trinity was so excited that she bounced for awhile longer before her pace slowed.