. Ellen was.In what seemed like morning the group gathered. Mioko was released and certified Japanese by Sam ... and Sato-san. Sam had done a bang-up ...ob. Mioko glided ... and that’s hard to do in wood pattens. They took up where they had left off ... they chatted ... she removed a tatami ... how about that ... there was a sunken hole in the floor with a charcoal brazier in it. Hibachi cooking does exist.Mahiro was in full spate ... he cooked. Looking up at the ceiling, he apologized. “Sorry,. I can't do what I want and I can't go where I want. I can't drive my car and I can't dress myself. How do you think I feel?" she snapped."Something like I did for a few weeks," I grinned.She looked at me, then I saw the change in her expression. The realization that this wasn't something I didn't understand came across loud and clear."I'm sorry, John. I shouldn't have barked at you like that. I forgot about Tahoe. I won't do it again." You don't have to apologize, Sweetheart. I understand your. "Junior had to set the record straight about all the various uses of the hemp plant, a subject that seemed to bore just about everyone.Janet sucked on it, exhaled, then presented it to me. "Hi, Sarah! This is *joint*. Joint, meet Sarah." That got a round of applause and more laughter leaving me wondering just how noticeable my *damn**** red* face was!Now that the formal introductions were made, it was time for me to figure out what the hell I was going to do when the joint came back to me. Situated between two tall pines and almost hidden by thick under brush was an old log cabin. The door was pretty sturdy, but not locked so I pushed it open and we swept inside. The cabin smelled musty, but dry with one small window at the rear that hadn,t been broken out which was surprising considering all the graffiti written on the walls including “Gary Fucked Sally!” With a crude drawing of a woman sitting on a giant cock and the date 21/07/67 scrawled below that. The other graffiti was.