If I were asked to say something about this story, I would begin in Louisiana farmland near Abbeville and tell of a sensitive, spiritual and beautiful young Cajun girl named Katie.I would tell you about a small Catholic Church, and of her sister "Bunny", and about her friend Jilly Bergeron, and of the natural joy and happiness they shared there amoung the trees and fields and of special wooden fences to climb upon and to sit and to laugh and make plans of a day-dreamy time... "When we get big!" I would tell you of an approaching storm and of Katie's epiphany, there, in a celebration of horses, as the sudden cool north wind blew across the grasses of her pasture. This is a love story that begins in a famous old guesthaus in Heidelberg and treads through the better emotions of passion and wonder and hope, to only regress to those of lies and despair and abandonment. Katie and Joe Mack's love story tell of Katie's professorship at the university and of her old mill house with heavy doors and of conversations around a massive fire place... with wine. This story speaks of Joe Mack's involvement in international affairs, however reluctant, and always secretive; an association with powerful world leaders of Israel, Egypt and Russia... of Argentina and post-Tito Yugoslavia. In Katie's story, you will meet her daughter and a very large and old gypsy man who, together, pursue the same end... yet never meet.