She frowned and took the paper, then began to read it. Her heart sank further and further with each word. She would never get away from this kidnapping thing, would she? Heat filled her cheeks and she sighed sharply. "This happened some time ago. And the man who wrote this... well... he certainly stretched the story into something it really isn't." She set the paper down and pulled off the apron. With another sigh, she hung the thing on a peg and then began to pace. She had a few choice words for the man who embellished her story. Why, he hadn't even had the nerve to ask her for himself!