We had a delicious meal after which I suggested we take in a movie. We checked the paper and decided to see Pocahontas that was playing at the Crystal...Palace Theater. It turned out to be a love story of the kind Cathy loved. I kind of enjoyed it too.We arrived back home at about 10:30 still suffering from jet lag. We decided to hit the rack and get caught up on some sleep. We were still a bit on edge from the time difference and residual effects of the train wreck so it took us a while to get. ?A pretty little girl out past her bedtime.?I faltered, wondering whether I should try to go past or withdraw. I wasconscious of a time limit; that their voices might draw the crazy managain. Would they stop him if he dragged me off into the blackness?I took a step toward them and then a second.?Where are you off to darlin?? asked the skinny one. ?Shouldn?t you bein bed??I said nothing, buttoning my lips but looking up at him in wild-eyedfear.?I hope you ain?t ignorin me girl,? he said. One of. Fit!"Deborah stared at Carol knowing what she was offering. Should she do such a thing? God, was she so crazy? She handed the Maren back to the woman."How do you do it?"Carol smiled her blue eyes twinkling."My dear that is why I have a back room. Come with me darling. We shall see what the Maren tells me about you."Deborah took Carols hand and was led to the back room, which was beautifully decorated with living room and bed. In the corner was a fake fireplace going nicely."First my dear you. "I said, "You're doing great, Chuck. I'm surprised you're as comfortable and as good with the boat as you are. This is one hell of a boat."When we were clear of land, Chuck began raising sail. He was using the computer for the configurations. This was perfect, as now I knew I could depend on him to take over if necessary. When we were under full sail, Chuck shut the engines down and was relaxing at the wheel. He said, "You know what, Steve, I think one guy could just about sail a boat like this.