But I tried my best to be the perfect girlfriend for him. Coming in second place to his ex-wife? I didn’t see that coming. It hurt like… like a br...akup. Like losing the person you loved the most, realizing that they didn’t love you as much as you’d thought, and watching them run away from you into someone else’s arms. You know what I’m talking about, if you’ve ever been dumped. So now, in the present. It’s been 7 months since he left me. They’re married again, for the 3rd time. And he seems. I’ve left you my camera, the one you got me when I was ten, because I think you should use it. It must have cost an arm and a leg and needs to be used. Take it to some airshows and get some of those wonderful shots you take so well of those beautiful planes. I always enjoyed the airshows and the other places you took me and Mom, and they pleasure they gave you (and me I suppose!) You are always so proud of my pictures, even when I was little and you couldn’t fool me when you moaned I was. We loved those days because it meant we wouldnt go straight home & wed get Mickey Ds! It was something about that garage it was freedom wed sit in the car eat our McDs & do our homework. If my dads car was up for the lift wed get to sit in someone elses car. One particular guy, Joe, was a coworker of my dad at the cab company, he would sometimes pick us up if my dad was too far on a call & wouldnt make it in time to pick us up. He met up with my dad at the garage for some kind of money exchange. ““Yes, I was pleased to learn you wanted to come along. Well, there isn’t a lot to tell about the legend, I’m afraid. All I know is that there is supposedly a city called Choque Cota somewhere in the Amazon jungle. “The city was the capital of this branch of the pre-Columbian Incas and was ruled by a King Pachacuti, reportedly a very great warrior and very good king to his subjects, but terrifying to his enemies. I am hoping to find the ruins of this once great city and perhaps bring back some.