She is still crying very hard even though her tears dried up minutes before. Master Frank sat in a chair to the side of the room. Slave Sandra come to...me. She immediately crawled on sore knees to him, keeling before him legs spread wide, hands behind her back and eyes down cast. Look at me Sandra. Her chin flew up, eyes wide open with sorrow and looked at her beloved Master. What did you do to deserve punishment, slave Sandra? Sorry Master for not obeying without hesitation or question a. ”“That’s nice. Is Jack around?”“He’s at work,” Abby answered. Jack’s mother still forgot that Jack now had a regular job with real work hours.“That’s right. He’s working at the college now, isn’t he?” Mrs. Dunne said. She hoped that he got a cell phone soon. It was such a pain relaying messages through Abby.“Right. I’ll let him know that you called,” Abby said. She looked down at her tray of tacos thinking that she’d have to cut the call short.“I just wanted to invite you and Jack over for. " I just stared at her! What was she proposing? "I see you're finished eating. No, Ray, wait with thedessert. I'll ask one more time only, Robert, and then you'll haveto take your problem somewhere else. Will you submit to learn fromme how to be your wife's kind of woman?" A leap of faith was required. I still didn't understand her. But Ray had said she knew how to accomplish miracles. "Yes, Melissa, I will." "You will," she said. Her voice was now lightly sardonic,. The girls had contacted a local private ambulance company and had all 10 of their ambulances coming, and then the county EMS was going to supply 5 county ambulances with medics. Local fire companies were going to supply the last 10, one each for the counties volunteer fire departments and 4 from adjacent counties.A JLG lift with a platform was waiting to unload the injured. It was easier to put an ambulance stretcher on the platform then raise it to the aircraft door and lower it than to fight.