I was losing sleep and quiet time. I couldn’t loosen the seat belts ... the ceiling would break my neck. I needed my drive done, NOW!I looked up Agg...egate in the Yellow Pages. Two headings ... Wholesale, To the Public. Taylor was the only listing ... Unless I wanted gravel from Billings.I called Taylor Sand and Gravel from school.“Taylor Sand and Gravel. How can we help?” A man’s voice.“Taylor?”“Yes.”“I need road gravel ... my driveway is gonna kill me.”“And you are where?”“You know the Log. I looked for a note. Nothing. Well, I changed that. I wrote one instead and left it prominently in her room.Bad manners. Ingratitude. Distrust. Underhand behaviour. I didn’t think you were like that. OK, you want to throw all the good my friends did for you in their faces, so why don’t you take away the rest of the stuff they bought you and sneak out like a cowardly thief as you just have.Whatever you’ve been told about me by your mother and sister that’s made you behave in such a hateful. This call wasn’t your first, and you will make more such calls as the decades pass. Now that you have grown into the ability to read people’s affinity for the Goddess in a more nuanced way, you will find that you are also able to read disturbances to that resonance. And if you sense a disturbance, you must call me immediately.”A chime sounded from behind Michelle, beyond the atrium at the temple’s front door. Michelle heard the doors open in admittance, and then close again. She heard the soft. This night was an almost exact repeat of the previous night, except that Julie had decided to sacrifice her blouse to the cause. She had plopped her ass on it after it was folded a couple of times. The folded blouse was supposed to catch the major portion of the spillage so that they would have pants to put on when they got up in the morning. It seemed to work, so they went to sleep with happy thoughts about what they would find when they woke up.The next morning, for breakfast, Julie heated.