Norma stood shaking as she felt the large hand come down on her shoulder. "Oh, God, not already" her mind screamed "My Enemy haven't found me already."? A soft worried voice turned her toward him. "Norma." "It's only me," Henry. "Where were you going?" Crying softly she went into Henry's arms. "Oh, Henry you and Marie deserve a life of your own." "Norma, we promised we'd watch out for each other when we were on the streets", come hell or high water...