Melody Monroe described the man as a wanderer because she felt he wasn't like a real beggar. Even though his clothes were tattered, his eyes were unusually sharp.
She remembered it with perfect clarity.
"And that was it?"
Melody Monroe nodded. "He ate my bun and said he'd teach me a skill. I brought him a bun every day for three months. By the time I'd learned it, he was gone. I think 'mental suppression' and 'mental suggestion' are probably more accurate descriptions. I've looked into real hypnotism, and it's still not quite the same as what I do."
"I've heard of such things! But this is the first time I've seen it in person. I thought you were going to announce Ian's identity today. That way, President Fairchild could finally make an appearance in the open."
"It's not the right time. Keith Coleman, do you think Evan's parents could ever accept me and Ian?"
