"You haven't found Mr. Right yet," she remembered the old lady making her smile. Some how, she never felt that she actually deserved to be there, but now it felt like heaven to her and she remembered asking. "How will I know? Will his last name actually be 'Right'?" This always amused them both, and they'd drink hot tea together, and there would be little cucumber sandwiches to eat.

Where was the old woman now when she needed her? Especially, in this deep sleep that sank her into a new depth of reality.

Ellie would find herself pushing back into reality, almost. She listened. Evan was on his cell. He was talking. Nonstop. Ellie would work to almost conscious to find the words to ask, "What are you doing?" but the words would never surfaced. She'd fall back under again, far far away. Back to the old woman's livingroom where she'd be sitting there staring at the old woman's face. Each wrinkle was more vivid as she stared at her.

"Where should I look for him?" Ellie wanted to know.

"In the least likely place, but it will be likely to happen." The old woman's red lips would turn pink, then black and back to red. Ellie concentrated on the words, but all she could sense were the lips moving.

She felt numbness set in and the chill that began was now what warmed her. Again she'd feel herself come back to Evan. His words.

"It's just a little sacrifice! Are you kidding me? I won't be here when you get here!" She heard him yell in the distance.

Ellie fought to stay near the surface of reality and not to fall back to the deep dream even if she loved the old trailer house with the cheap chic deco crap. It could be her own. The old woman assured her it could be her very own home.

"What was your name again?" She kept asking the old woman. Yet, the old woman kept making her guess, by continuing to tell her, "That's not my name."

And then it came to her just as she was about to awake. Olivia. Olivia was the old woman's name. How could she have forgotten?

When she awoke, a pain pulled through her as it tightened her arms, she was handcuffed to the bed, and she was on the other side of the mirror because he was there with her, and Evan wasn't.