"Good enough," I chuckled. "I accept you, Faye. You are mine." I opened the bag in my hand and fished out a collar -- and a leash. I buckled on the co...lar -- which wasn't Confederacy issue -- and told her, "You'll get a nice, functional replacement in orbit, but it's the thought that counts." Then I fished leashes for Shannon and Rachel out of the bag and clipped them on their collars. 'We're going out through the transporter in the police station, so we can return all of our equipment -- and. See the "Caravanning" story for some background.Mark made an announcement, "Three weeks from this weekend we are going to a friend's hunting camp for the opening of deer season. I'll let you know what to pack."Courtney and Carly and I looked at him with question marks on our faces. Courtney spoke up, "What do you mean WE? I don't know anything about deer hunting."Mark laughed, "You don't have to shoot Bambi. This is more a getaway than anything. My Dad did this for years but he and another. " No she didn't mum, you really are beautiful." Don't Tommy," she giggled, "You're embarrassing me." You should be used to it mum."John interrupted us then to offer his farewell."Your father has paid for all this Thomas, I've settled the bill except for everyone's drinks but I'll do that in the morning. I'm leaving now, this really isn't for me." Will I see you again John?" I asked and he laughed."I sincerely hope so young man." and taking mum's hands in his, he gazed fondly at her, "You too. No one ever signed my yearbooks. Mom had kept my room the way it had always been. You couldn’t see the walls for the posters, couldn’t see the floor for the toys. The desk was blue; the bed sheets were Star Wars. She thought it was nostalgic. I thought it was revolting. A week of cleaning later and the desk was mahogany, the bed sheets were white, the floor was spotless, and the posters were history. The globe on my desk was replaced by my laptop. I began. Page 1. The days passed. I continued..
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