Stories abounded of people abandoning ship only to suffer in a life raft while their ‘sinking’ vessel was recovered later, still afloat.“Life ve...t?” I queried.Both girls pointed under the settee.“And in rough weather, nobody goes outside.”We double-checked to make sure that the pilothouse doors were solidly dogged into place; a rather more secure mode than we used under normal circumstances. The house lights were turned off leaving only a soft red glow from an overhead lamp. There was green. He would hug us for a long time and when I noticed a bulge in his pants pressed against my leg, I decided we needed to get out of there. That's when we contacted the lawyer who wrote to you. I guess you could say that you rescued us from a very dangerous situation." That is most disturbing. Has he been charged with anything?" The lawyer told us that there was not enough evidence to have the man arrested but that we did the right thing wanting to get out of there. When he told us that he had. "So," Fiona asked finally. "What happens now?"Jack pondered the question, "What do you want to happen?"It was a long time before Fiona said, "I think we should put this behind us. It was ... the sort of thing that could only happen once ... on vacation. I want to grow old with you, Jack." She shrugged, "Besides, it's not like we have time for another person in our lives."Jack mulled the idea over. He'd seen his wife radiant the night before and wanted to see it again. He wanted the private,. " Not that cold hearted either, he was on to a damn good start."Hey, I walked past your door and couldn't help but notice you need someone to talk to." Oh yeah?" Oh yeah, that music on that volume screams 'someone rescue me please', and I just happen to be that someone."Again he couldn't help but smile, there was something incredibly saddening about her genuine smile."That's incredibly nice of you, but I'm afraid the music really just screams 'let me suffer in peace'." Nonsense, you're not.