My duties were to help get the gear put away after the games, just like track, I was a flunky. As I gathered up the last of the gear, I loaded it on ...o the trolley to take them to the basement. As I went down the ramp to the storage area the lights begin to flicker. I thought that this is a fine time to have a blackout. I reached the bottom of the ramp and opened the storage area, this is something I've done countless of times with out incidence, tonight would not be the same. The lights. Sam understood Clint’s reference to it being God’s backyard. It almost took your breath away. ‘Yes sir, I can see what you mean. It’s real pretty country,’ Sam said. It never hurts to compliment a man’s home, he thought, although he was sincere in his appraisal of the area. ‘Will you talk with me, Mr. Lowell? I mean about the Pleasant Valley War.’ Clint stared at the young man for several seconds. He can’t be more than 25, maybe 30 Clint thought. Know he’s educated cause he’s a writer but he. Who was she?She knew about Mike. She knewabout Thomas.Was she an angel like Thomas?Why did Thomas send her instead of coming himself?"Gina arrived just as Beth was putting Martha Anne down for her nap. Theyfixed some refreshments and sat out on the deck. Beth began, "I amguessing you have lots of questions." How do you know about Mike and Thomas, are you an angel like Thomas?" No, I am not an angel. I know about Mike because Thomas informed meabout your prior life as Mike. I know about Thomas. It was so nice having someone in the house again. She was glad he was home for the holidays and only wished he didn't have to return to his chosen University, interstate. He had mentioned that he may look for a transfer to the local University and she hoped he was serious about that. She felt her heart quickening as she thought of Dan. Had she mistaken the look in Dan's eyes as he had walked her out to the car? Had she imagined him trying to look up her skirt as she stepped into the car? And.