Diana slowly opened the small door and crawled out onto the lawn. She carefully stood and looked up and down the street while beckoning to the rest of...the group. Sarah moved to follow her, keeping an eye out for any tentacles in the grass. “I don’t see them at all!” Diana laughed in relief. “The professor’s house is just across the road too! I can’t believe we made-” Sarah didn’t see what happened; it was so fast. One moment Diana was standing in the yard smiling and the next minute she was. Candace summed up the reasons why with, "It's a hundred degrees outside -- if you want to play out there, you're welcome to, but I'm not going to unless I have to." That last was accompanied by a quick flick of her eyes at Damian, the person most likely to attempt to change her mind."I'm going to collect Sally," Lon announced, heading for the door."Hey, can I ride along?" Rick asked. "I need to get Teela..." Yeah, okay." The pair went out and got into Lon's car."Are you pissed at me, Man?" Rick. He remains firm. The slave men gain even more respect for him. The sacrifice he is making for his wife is huge and they recognize that. They commit their efforts to our safety and care. My father in turn commits to leading slaves to the East, across the river, and changing the slave escape focus in that direction and away from us. Years later, I learn just how successful he was. But will I ever see him, again. Would he be proud if he did? In a way, it feels like the loss my mother must have. "Don' seem right." The gray cat licked itself on the windowsill, watching surreptitiously but looking disinterested.Anne nodded. "Cut it off. Take at least half. I still look like a little girl with all this cursed hair." She exhaled and gritted her teeth. She had decided and then reconsidered and decided again late last night. She clamped her jaws closed."It's beautiful an' you always keeps it clean." It's a pain, an unnecessary pain, a lot of trouble, and besides it makes me look foolish..