Subj: Grammar Story -- 20
Date: 7/24/00 11:02:50 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Beverly LaCroix

"Get away from me," the hysterical Maggie screamed at Burke.

"Maggie?" Jeremiah questioned, picking up the music box that had been thrown on the floor, and he opened it, and it begin to play the familiar tinkling sound.

"I'm not Maggie, I'm Josette. You should know that, Jeremiah." Maggie said, eyes glaring at him.

"Yes, of course, you are." Jeremiah said, walking to the cot, noting that she was not in much better condition than Josette had been. The likeness was between the two women was startling. Closing the music box, he grabbed Willie who was trying to get out of the cell, "going somewhere?"

"I am telling you you had better get out of here now. You tell him, Maggie, before it's too late." Willie whined.

"Tell him what?" Barnabas said entering the cell.

Jeremiah whirled around at the very famiiar voice of his nephew, and fear coursed through his body at the sight that greeted him.