We can still hear sporadic gun fire around us, but none of it near us...Gwen hisses another breath of pain in my ear."Do you need to stop?" I whisper ...n concern for her."Need maybe, want, no way." she says back to me. She is starting to sound hysterical to my ears."Hang in there," I tired to bolster her sagging spirits. "I bet they found that transportation that Melville was talking about. We could get a ride back." I add that thought brightly.Gwen just grunts at me. I can tell she is not. I can’t this song out of my head which is embarrassing as by profession I’m a Forester and woods, spooky or not, are where I spend my working life. I love trees, both deciduous and coniferous. Deciduous trees always seem friendly with their ever changing leaf colour and pattern dappled with summer sunlight and their coating of snow and frost in the winter give them a character all of their own. Through all the seasons they seem so alive. Conifers stand throughout the year, changing little,. . But, I really don’t think that I am that great looking, average looks, perhaps. So, why are young women attracted to me? I can honestly say ‘I have no idea!’ Beauty, sexiness and sex are in the eyes of the beholder.“I’ve waited all day, ”She said,“What kept you anyway?” She sat on my sofa with a pout, Early I guess her classes were out. “I do work from time to time,” said I, “But now you are mine,” she chimed, The pout left as she stood, Replaced with a smile of mischievous looks. She. The days and nights were all of a temperature.Just because the populace were naked, didn’t mean they were ignorant or savages. I hadn’t meant to give that impression. I had learned an immense amount of herbal lore from Shenne, and they did have commercial writing, shorthand for commodities, trades, numbers, quality. Just no fiction aside from storytelling, which as you might imagine was, along with gossip, the cultural staple for entertainment.However, they knew all the materials their world.