Finally, the contact sheets were finished and Helen turned the lights on so we could examine the pictures she had taken. I could scarcely believe what...I was seeing.Some of the pictures were very similar to the other bodyscape pictures she'd done before. But many seemed to be pictures of alien landscapes from other planets perhaps. Even Helen seemed to be surprised at what she was seeing.In the brightly lit darkroom standing so close to her, I could see the white beauty of her unblemished skin.. This is my first time writing any story of any kind so hope you will be kind.While the folks were gone one weekend, my brother and sisters were in the girls bedroom playing with their chistmas games (or so I thought). I had gone outside so I could play with some of my Christmas stuff since it was the first nice day in nearly two months.My sister Dot called through the window to come in the house she had something to show me. I went to her room and stopped in my tracks, I could only stare. Dot. ”“Agreed,” Taylor said.They watched Brooks pull out of the parking lot and drive away before they both stepped out of the car and headed into the post office. Inside, it seemed pretty typical for all those that Taylor had been in before. They walked past the rows of PO Boxes and headed to the counter where harried post office workers tried to get through a line of customers.Whitaker ignored the indignant looks the people in line gave her as she headed to the front of the counter and held out. “No problem, no problem at all,” Tim said, giving her his hand so he could formally introduce himself.Together they inspected the car and the situation. It became pretty apparent that they would need to get a tow truck in order to get Maureen on the road again. Tim explained that because of the time and location of her accident, she was out of luck until tomorrow.“Ugh. I am supposed to stay in a cute little B&B by Killarney tonight. Could I hitch a ride into the next town? Perhaps I could find.