Claire was walking around. Claire was an attractive woman, originally from Bretagne, somewhere in the West Coast of the France, that faced the Atlanti... Ocean. She stood at 6 feet tall, with medium brown hair and light brown eyes, and pretty Alpine looking. She had a large buxom ass and very large breasts, at 40D. She also had the body of a supermodel. As it was summer time, Claire was walking around, carrying shopping bags on both hands. It was cheap to buy things over in South East Asian. Why was providence playing such games with him? She was so bright, pretty, energetic and arrogant too. She often reminded him of his wife when they were first married. Even dressed in a pair of old flannel pajamas and half-closed eyes she radiated youthful beauty. His frown quickly changed to a smile as she shot him a quick glance and headed directly to the coffee maker. She poured herself a cup and they chatted for a few minutes about the weather and other mundane issues.Thank God she was not. Dahra was alarmed by this, but didn't want to interfere with the resonator's operation, so she just sat and watched.After about twenty minutes, Dahra, having gotten tired of watching Lissa stare off into space, quietly got up and walked away from her, heading toward the coastline. As she walked, she kept careful track of time, and returned back just as an hour had elapsed.A few minutes after her return, the resonator let out a loud beep, the blue light went out. Lissa came out of her trance,. Turning right would take her in a direction she hadn’t traveled yet, but JR had mentioned a golf course with a clubhouse within a mile or so. That might do.Rockie started walking to the east along the shoulder of the road, over a slight rise where she could now see all the way to where this street ended at another cross-street. She had no idea which direction she would need to go at the intersection but assumed that there would be a sign or some sort of marker there. She didn’t want to start.