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Chapter three

Basil

I waited for Miss Dunham to leave the kitchen before I took a seat at the table myself, tired from being at the police station asking if they have had any reports on a missing woman as of last night. Nothing. I asked Mrs. Judson what had her and Miss Dunham spoke about. She told me everything from where she was from, the family she had and how she got here, which was the biggest mystery to it all. Mrs. Judson seemed to show some concern on her face as she brought out more of her crumpets.

"What seems to be on your mind?"

"Well I wonder if her family is around. When she spoke it seemed more pretense then present. I can't imagine being married and not have her ring on."

"Unless some low life comes by and steals it off of her. Either way I need to get more information from her, see if she knows anything."

"Well Basil that won't be today. I spoke with her and she hit her head pretty hard. She says she doesn't have any idea how she got here. She might be suffering from a mild case of amnesia." Said Dawson as he walked in.

"So what shall we do then?"

"All we can do is be patient. Check with the police again in a day or two and see if a missing report has been done, maybe even see if they'll send the report to her part of the country and see if anyone knows her."

"Well Dawson that's good and all, but what do we do with her till then?"

"Treat her like anyone else that would be staying here. At least so she knows she is safe here without sufficating the girl. I did notice some scarring on her. Her stomach and leg, I had wanted to ask her, but she seemed really shy about me looking so I kept it short."

This was going to be more difficult then I thought. I had started to ask Mrs. Judson if there was anything else Miss Dunham might have said when I started to hear something. I placed my ear agaisnt the door and was hearing violin music. I stuck my head out to see Miss Dunham was indeed playing. I never heard such a song, but it was beautifully sad. It was almost mesmorizing.

I stood there with Dawson and Mrs. Judson listening to her till she finished. When we started to clap she turned around and blushed a deep red around the cheeks.

"I'm so sorry. I know this is probably yours and I have no right to touching it."

"Well Miss Dunham you are right about that, but don't be sorry. You played beautiful."

"Well...um... thank you. It's been a while since I played."

"Sounds like you haven't lost your touch. Now mind if I ask you a couple of questions?"

"Well alright."

I had her take the green seat across from me as I take my seat.

"Now do you know where you at?"

"London."

"Okay, what year?"

"1897"

"Good, now what city do you normally reside in?"

"Carson City, Nevada"

"Good, see this way when I return to the station I can let them know where to send the missing persons report and see who has been looking for you."

She had this look of doubt, surely there had to be someone looking for her.

Kate

There won't be anyone looking for me because they're not even born yet. I wanted to say, but I would probably sound crazy. Even still how am I going to get home? There's probably no magic stores around to tell me how to unwish something. I wonder what's going on back home.

Am I truely missing or did I have such a bad reaction to that cupcake that I'm in a coma or worse...great just what I need. Well I got to make due for now. I see Basil looking at me and instant reaction would be to reach for my ring, but of course I forgot again that I took off...stupid cheese ball. I hadn't notice till last second when Basil had gotten down onto one knee and was looking at me closely. I felt my face flush as I stammer out my question.

"Um...wha-wha-what?"

"You seem feverish and you seem to be reaching for your ring finger even though you have no ring which seems like a nervous habit. Is there something you want to say, but cannot?"

Oh god how did he know? I sighed knowing that I really wasn't good at lying, but I didn't want to say it with others around. Not that I didn't trust them or anything. I just don't want them to think I'm crazy as well. I think Basil can sense that as he had Mrs. Judson and Dawson go back into the kitchen.

When they did he turned his attention back to me while I had been just simply touching where my ring would be. He places his hands on top of mine so I would stop it, just barely looking up at him.

"Miss Dunham..."

"Kate...you can call me Kate."

"Alright Miss Kate. Tell me what it is that you couldn't tell them."

"You'll just think I'm crazy."

"Kate I've seen some strange things doing this line of work, please I will do my best not to judge you."

I took a deep breath as I looked at him, while half of my brain told me to lie, I felt I could tell him.