The stream from this waterfall ran into a hole in the wall and disappeared. Who knows where it eventually came out?Doug was overjoyed—that middle wa...erfall represented a tremendous amount of potential energy if only some of it was harnessed with a water wheel. More exploring was certainly needed, but this cavern looked like the answer to all their needs for living space. There seemed to be plenty of room for housing, as well as all of the storage space they could need. There might even be room. I played the introduction and the theme all the way through and began the theme again. As the theme began, I began my song that was more like a conversation with those listening about my mother.The first time through wasn't that good, so I did the intro all over again and began to gently sing the words and this time they came smooth and sounded sincere the second time through the theme.When was that first memory of my mother as a little boy?I remember how my mother was always chasing me like a. " Is all she says.By the time we get back to town it's well past knocking off time and thethaw seems pretty well complete. James has helped to relax her, and teain front of the fire is something that seems new to her, and she reallyenjoys it. The dogs like her too, but then they like me; so that'snothing to go by. We agree to start work at eight the next morning andget things on the right track. Unfortunately, I have still no idea whatthat track is, but I have all night to think about it.So I. But if I never have to see him again, maybe it won’t be so bad.’ – ‘What if we could do both?’ she said. ‘Get Christina back, AND fuck Massimo over?’ – ‘Huh? How?’ – ‘I’m not sure, yet. Let me think about this for a bit.’ We finished the bottle. Beth went home, promising to call me as soon as she had an idea. ******************************************************************* Beth called me three days later. She invited me over to her place for 7:00 in the evening. I took a bottle of.