You try to get back to sleep.” The light clicked off and the door began to close but stopped half way. “Anna… who is Sam?” “Sam?” I ques...ioned. “Yes. That’s what you cried out.” “Sam? Are you sure it wasn’t ‘damn’?” “Hmmm… Maybe.” He didn’t sound convinced as he quietly closed the door. I lay back and closed my eyes but sleep didn’t return. The co-codamol didn’t completely stop the pain and all I could think about was Sam, Philip and I and what lay in store for all of us. About nine. Allie discovered a small hut hidden in the brush that was obviously abandoned but still had several items of interest left behind by the quickly departing residents. She found a set of young male garb that suited her purpose and evolved into a presentable young man after cutting her hair with a sharp knife that was now secured inside her tightly cinched belt.Granted she was a pretty lad but it was better to be perceived as male instead of female when alone on the trail in these perilous times.. I am not a pervert type & even that event make this journey all the more romantic for me. She was complaining about how air conditioning of these trains won’t let one sleep, I was just wondering is it an excuse she’s giving for the time we both enjoying & stealing it from the night. Then it felt as if the train stopped, I looked outside the window, we were stranded on a bridge over a moonlight river (I am not adding this with my imagination). The scene was serene to say the least. When she saw. She answered on the second ring, "Hello, William." Hello, mom." Calling to gloat that I haven't found you yet?" No. Just wanted to find out what has happened with Derrick," William answered pleased to note that she had asked her question with more than a little amusement in her voice."Oh, he's staying in one of the guest rooms and is recovering just fine," Ling answered. She had brought Derrick home because of his actions when they had gone to save the White Buffalo. Derrick had stepped between.