‘I thought that was a man’s line. And as a doctor, you know the shortest path to a woman’s heart is through her rib cage.’ ‘True,’ I admit...ed, ‘except that I mean the emotional heart, not the physical one. And I’m being facetious anyway. The food is wonderful, but the emotional connection is much, much better.’ Maybe it was time to face it now, I thought. I looked out the window to gather my thoughts and froze with my fork partway to my mouth. The sun was just setting behind the curve of the. "Get away from my car."The smaller man I mentally named 'Mutt' looked up at me. "This your car?" he declared authoritatively. When I did not answer 'Mutt' continued. "Open it up asshole, so we can get that bitch." I will do no such thing." I answered. "We will wait for the police who are on their way. I need a report for the insurance company. Plus I will need your information as you both are responsible for whatever deductible to repair the damage to the body. I will have you know that was my. ”The beam of a flashlight pierced the air and jumped around until I saw it no more, indicating it was illuminating my ass.“Now, answer some questions.”The hermit carried me through a list of questions, the same kind Andy had asked that first day when I met her. The questions were to confirm my correct identity. I answered all of them.“Mary, you answer a question,” the hermit said. “Is this Dave Wilson, Bert’s son?”“Yes, Hermit,” she replied.“Hot damn! You people come on in and let me get you. The singing and rejoicing spent over several days had a tendency to tire everyone out. At the least we had the picnic at the lake to look forward to on Saturday to top off the weeks events. The picnic served as a way to have old time baptisms in the lake and eat and fellowship. It was a way to reward the community and parishioners who attended services during revival week. It was up to me to shop for the supplies needed for the picnic. It was a chore but I didn’t mind. With my list in tow I.