The apartment was a small studio—kitchen, bathroom, and one large bedroom/living room combo that overlooked a large balcony with a breathtaking view of the Potomac River and, beyond, the Washington, DC, skyline. There were no curtains or shades; Bethany admitted, “I’m up so high, who’s going to be able to look in?” Nothing at all to disrupt the view. As soon as they stepped through the door, Bethany said, “Take a look.” Then she turned off the lights and the whole window came alive with lights from the city.
Dropping her bag to the floor, Dana moved towards the window in a trance. Right in the middle the Washington Monument rose in a shaft of light; to one side was the Lincoln Memorial all lit up and, beyond that, the Capitol Building shone brilliantly in the night. Dana also recognized t
