They all sat and ordered drinks and a late dinner from the cute waitress that wore a sheer body suit and CFM spike heels that revealed every charm she...had to offer in the right light plus a set of legs that would make Betty Grable weep.Roy, who was known about by the others, was enfolded into the group and made to feel welcome and included. Dave especially reached out to him, laughing with him about Alice’s little ploy with the texted photographs and how things had ended with them having sex.. You had internal damage, most notably to your spleen.’ He said. ‘You were a mess Mr. Buck’ ‘Sounds like it.’ I tried to joke. ‘Yes, well you were on the operating table for sixteen hours, and that was just to repair the internal damage and the head trauma. In fact, it was the head trauma that was the worst of it. You had severe swelling of the brain and we thought we were going to lose you many times.’ He said. ‘Once the swelling went down, we were able to do some necessary reconstructive. He made his way down stairs to the kitchen. This room would have to be his first priority. There were no appliances, not even a stove, but, he saw, there was the availability of gas to cook with. He had been fearing he’d have to cook with wood or coal. Movement on the back porch caught his eye. When he opened the door, he was surprised to find a young teenaged girl sitting on the steps, gazing out toward what had obviously been a garden area. ‘Figgered you’d come out here ‘ventually.’ she. “Peace and tranquillity?” she thought, hearing the sound of a flute or whistle coming from close by. The sound was melodic and tuneful, the refrain hauntingly familiar, although she couldn’t quite place it. It nagged at the back of her mind, but refused to come forward. She turned in a circle trying to locate the source of the music, and finally drawn by the melody, pushed aside two bushes, and stepped between. She emerged in a sunlit glade, and looked around. Trees and shrubs with various.