‘That was intense!’ ‘It was wonderful, wasn’t it?’ Arlene said. She glanced over William’s shoulder and saw something. ‘Look, honey, she...said, ‘there’s something moving over there!’ William turned and they watched as a large brown bird walked out of the underbrush, followed by several smaller birds. The family walked to the lake. ‘What are they?’ Arlene asked. ‘Those are wild turkeys,’ William said. ‘Aren’t they gorgeous!’ ‘They don’t look like domestic turkeys at all, do they?’ Arlene asked.. That night, Mary tossed and turned a little. She was convinced it was nothing but insomnia, but her mind kept going over and over those girls in the stories. It was sick what some of them did. Innocent girls reduced to horny little fuck bunnies. Even thinking those words wasn’t usually in character for Mary, but that’s what they were. Susan and Candy, the others in those stories, they were victims who’d come out enjoying the crimes against them. How could Jack really enjoy stuff like that?On. Trust. Believe. It is all good. I am here because I want to be. She wants me to be. She said so. Why would she. What is this all about? She does not need me. Why would she want me? Why? What am I doing! What do I think I am doing! She has a life here, a family here, a cadre of friends here. Why me here? Look to me for that answer. Why am I here? That is why she will be here. What do I feel? That is what she will feel. Oh, as I have meditated, I have gone from you to she, from you to her. Oh my,. “If the suite is not satisfactory because of the stairway,” she continued, “I have several unoccupied suites on the second floor that you may choose from. They are all large, but the one on the third floor is twice the size of the others. I suggest that you have a look at the large suite before making your choice.”“That sounds reasonable,” Dessie said.“Fischer, please put their things in the storage room until our guests decide.” Turning back to them, “There is only one of the other suites.