They ate lunch together at the counter since no customers had shown up yet. Brad and Bailee continued to see each other for a couple months, sharing l...nchtimes together, and meeting for clandestine sexual adventures. Bailee was happier than she had ever been back home. She had a great guy who doted on her and whom she belonged to heart and soul. Life couldn't be more perfect. Then it happened. Bailee had met Brad one Tuesday afternoon and they had gone to a small park to eat their lunch.. Jack gave Grace a quick peck on the cheek, then told her what he’s thinking. “I know why Liz was so easily mislead by that Carlson Church. She went there looking for answers from god, about why her life’s so fucked up. And being heartbroken and lonely, it made her an easy target for that cult. At least that’s what I call that church. I mean what kind of a pastor names a church after himself, to me that’s a cult. And cults love vulnerable people like Liz Morrison.” He stood from the bed, taking. I can’t say why. I wish I could explain, but I can’t.”Marisol put a hand on my shoulder and watched my face as she spoke. “We can never truly own someone, we can only give of ourselves. Even though you are in someone else’s arms, you do this for each other’s pleasure. To see things that you had not seen. That you would not see with each other in the act together. How someone else responds to them. How they respond to someone else. Someone who might be quite different, who would act much. Within the quarter hour a tearful Katie was back cuffed to that old coal bin, Jess rubbing his newly awoken eyes and struggling from his sleeping bag and his father not a happy bunny berating him for “losing my property” and shouting that he would discuss it all later. The place was soon shut up and the two vehicles moved onto the track, when a helicopter was heard approaching, the thing alighted in the one piece of ground available the car turning circle, two men alighted, and the father son.